The Golden Compass

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The dream was always the same, a viscous loop of brass and light that Elias Thorne woke from with the taste of copper on his tongue. In the dark of his small staff quarters, he would press his thumb to his wrist, feeling for the pulse that seemed to beat in a different rhythm than his heart, a steady, mechanical ticking that corresponded to the spectral compass spinning endlessly within his...

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