The Golden Compass
14 October 1912. The air in the boardroom tasted of cigar smoke and stale ambition. You stood before the mahogany table, your hands trembling slightly as you laid out the charts for the Golden Compass, the new actuarial engine designed to predict human failure with terrifying precision. Arthur sat at the far end, his face a mask of polite indifference, but his eyes were sharp, cutting through...
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