The Golden Compass

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The rain hammered against the slate roof of the archive, a relentless, gritty percussion that vibrated through the floorboards and into the soles of your boots. You sat at the long oak table, the wood worn smooth by decades of elbows and elbows of ink, and you tried to steady your hand. It was no use. The quill trembled in your grip, a dead bird twitching, and the line you were drawing for the...

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