The Wistful Incense

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The smell of burnt sugar and stale lavender was the first thing that told me something was wrong, a thick, cloying scent that clung to the back of my throat like a bad taste, like the residue of a lie I couldn’t quite swallow. I stood in the center of the apothecary’s back room, the air stagnant and heavy with the dust of centuries, and watched as the jars on the shelves seemed to judge me with...

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