The Golden Compass

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The fever in my mother’s lungs sounds like dry leaves skittering over stone. I am Elias, a clerk of thirty-two years, and I have spent the last three nights listening to that sound, measuring my own pulse against her ragged breath. The plague has taken the city of Oakhaven, but it has taken more than life; it has taken the order of things. I found the feather this morning, a thing of iridescent...

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