The Golden Compass

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The ice on the canal did not merely freeze; it hardened into a jagged, translucent barrier that severed the city from its past, locking us in a silence so profound it felt like a physical weight pressing against our eardrums. I stood on the edge of the frozen water, my boots crunching against the brittle surface, watching the smoke from the chandler’s workshop curl upward in thin, gray ribbons...

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