The Golden Compass

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The ink on the parchment was still wet, slick and black under the tallow light, when Elias looked up to find the Dean’s eyes fixed not on the ledger but on the small, golden object resting in his palm. It was a compass, no larger than a thumbnail, inherited from Elara, its casing worn smooth by twenty years of his anxious handling. The needle inside trembled, a faint, rhythmic shiver that...

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