The Golden Compass

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The rain falls on the roof of the keep like a thousand small fingers tapping, asking to be let in, but you are not going to open the door. You are sitting in the center of the stone floor, your back against the cold wall, your hands wrapped around a cup of watered-down ale that has gone cold an hour ago. The room is small, a windowless chamber of black granite, the kind of place where kings go...

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