The Golden Compass

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The brass compass sat in Elias’s palm, the needle trembling against the cold metal casing. It was a heavy thing, tarnished at the edges, a relic from a time when his brother still walked the earth. Now it hummed, a low static frequency that vibrated up his wrist and settled in his teeth. Elias wiped the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief that had long since lost its starch. Around him, the...

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