The Golden Compass

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Elias packed the last crate. His hands shook. Not from cold. From fear. He looked at the house. The stone walls. The high, narrow windows. It was a place built to keep things out. And it had failed. "You’re leaving," he said to the air. The air did not answer. It never did. He was a restorer. A man of glue and grain. He knew the language of wood better than he knew the language of men. But wood...

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