The Golden Compass

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The fog in Oakhaven did not merely obscure the view; it consumed it, a damp, grey wool that strangled the cobblestones and pressed against the single pane of the archive window where I sat, my fingers stained with the dust of centuries. I am Elias Thorne, and for forty-two years I have served as the keeper of this town’s memory, a role that requires a silence so profound it becomes a physical...

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