The Golden Compass

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The rain fell on the slate roof of the St. Jude’s Infirmary with a sound like shuffling bones, a rhythmic, dry percussion that seemed to shake the very foundations of the stone walls. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the ward, his fingers trembling not from the cold that seeped through his threadbare coat, but from the terrible, crushing weight of the silence that had swallowed the room. He...

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