The Golden Compass

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The brass file slipped in Elias Thorne’s sweating palm, the metal cold and slick against the skin, and he wiped his hand on his apron before it could mar the escapement wheel. Outside, the low, rhythmic thud of artillery rolled across the valley, a sound so constant it had ceased to be noise and become a kind of weather, a pressure in the air that made the dust settle in thick, grey layers on...

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