The Golden Compass

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The fire in the grate had died to a bed of grey ash before Elias Thorne realized he was cold. It was November of 1893, and the Meridian Insurance Exchange hummed with the low, electric anxiety of a winter that promised to be cruel. Elias, forty-five years old and stiff in the joints, stood before the window, watching the fog cling to the brickwork of the city like a damp shroud. He wanted only...

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