The Golden Compass

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2026-08-25 08:15:54 -

Chapter One In the scriptorium of the Imperial Palace, silence was a commodity that had to be purchased with labor. Jing Gao sat at the third desk from the window, his fingers stained black with ink that refused to dry. He was twelve years old, an apprentice scribe in a temple city where the harvest had failed and grain was bought on credit from a shopkeeper who watched his pockets like a hawk....

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