The Golden Compass
Act I "Notice of Lien: Asset Seizure Pending Verification." The paper was thin, brittle as dried skin, and it smelled of the damp wool in the magistrate’s office. I held it against my chest, feeling the weight of the ink bleed through the cotton of my blouse. Outside, the ice storm had finally broken, leaving the elms stripped and black against a sky the color of old pewter. The well rope over...
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