The Golden Compass

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The ledger is wet, Elias thought, watching the condensation bead on the spine of the book as he held it under the gaslight. It was not water, he knew, but the cold air that leaked from the floorboards, a chill that had settled into the Halloway Estate like a permanent tenant, one that moved objects when no one was looking and left the ink on old papers blurred by phantom breath. Elias Thorne,...

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