The Golden Compass

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The rain in Manchester did not fall so much as it was exhaled by the city, a persistent, grey breath that coated the cobblestones of Ancoats in a slick, oily sheen, turning the world into a blurred watercolor of soot and iron. Elias Thorne stood beneath the awning of the closed apothecary on Miller Street, his coat heavy with the dampness that had soaked through the wool and settled into his...

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