The Golden Compass

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The ink is wrong. You look at your hand. The gold is not sitting on the skin; it is moving under it, threading through the veins like a root system seeking water. It smells of copper and old dust, a scent that has permeated the High Archive of Aethelgard for a century. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two years old, a scribe of the fourth rank. Your pension is due in three months. Your debt to the...

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