The Golden Compass

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Do you remember the weight of a lie? I woke in the narrow bed of my timeshare, the one I could not sell, the air heavy with brine and old paper. My hands were shaking, not from the fever that had gripped me for three days, but from the coldness of the seal in my pocket. It was a small, brass thing, stamped with the imperial crest, stolen from the warehouse store three nights prior. I needed to...

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