The Golden Compass
The wine was sour, but the meat was rich, and the fire in the great hall of the valley keep burned with a heat that felt almost aggressive in the cold air. I sat at the head of the table, my hands steady as I poured, watching the men laugh and slap each other on the back, their faces flushed with the success of the autumn campaign. We had taken the valley, a feat that would secure my promotion...
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