The Golden Compass

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The pocket watch sat in Elias Thorne’s palm, its brass case warm from the night’s heat, the glass face cracked in a spiderweb that radiated from the center. He held it still, waiting for the trembling in his fingers to pass, but the tremor was there, a fine, persistent vibration that matched the low hum rising from the metal. It was 1893, and Elias, a Captain in the border guard, had wanted...

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