The Golden Compass

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The church in Oakhaven did not burn. It eroded. The stone had begun to soften three years prior, a slow calcification that reversed itself. The mortar turned to sand. The slate tiles slid off the roof like scales from a dying fish. The congregation had stopped coming. The pews, carved from local oak, had split and warped, opening their mouths to the damp air. Yet the building remained. It stood...

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