The Golden Compass

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The hour was measured in the dripping of the condensation from the stone ceiling, a slow, rhythmic percussion that marked the passage of time in the damp, low-ceilinged chamber of Blackwood Keep. Elias Thorne stood before the large, rectangular mirror set into the far wall, counting the seconds in his head, a habit formed by years of military discipline that now felt like a cruel joke. He was...

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