The Golden Compass

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The needle trembled. It had been trembling for three days, a fine, metallic shiver that vibrated through the brass casing and into my palm. I sat in the Director’s office, the rain hammering the leaded windows of Blackwood Asylum, and I waited for the verdict. My chest felt tight, a band of iron cinched around the ribs. Forty-two years old. Twenty years of service. One heart murmur that the...

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