The Golden Compass

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The morning had a weight to it, the kind that settles in the joints before the sun clears the mist, and Elias Thorne stood in the queue of the High Court, counting the seconds between the tolling of the bell and the opening of the iron gate, each tick a small, cold coin dropped into the well of his stomach. He was thirty-two, a sergeant in the King’s guard, a man whose life had been measured in...

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