The Golden Compass

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Act I The valley does not belong to those who measure it, but to those who bleed into its margins. I woke this morning with the taste of iron in my mouth and the image of a shattered golden compass spinning in the dark of my eyelids, a vision that has visited me since Henri died, leaving me a widow with a pension that expires if the final survey is not certified by the solstice. The guild...

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