The Golden Compass

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Chapter One The Burren in winter was a landscape of exposed bone, where the limestone plates cracked under the gale and the wind moved through the gorse like a physical weight, stripping the air of warmth and leaving only the sharp, metallic taste of salt and iron. It was a country where survival depended on the inventory of one’s tools, the weight of one’s sacks, and the precision of one’s...

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