The Golden Compass

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I woke in the grey hum of the boiler room, the air thick with the scent of wet ash and ozone, a dreamless sleep that had left my body heavy as lead and my mind sharp as a fractured mirror, where I saw myself not as I was, but as I had been, standing at the edge of a precipice that was not made of stone but of silence, a void that had swallowed the sound of my own heartbeat until I was certain I...

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