The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The first thing the new apprentice noticed was the smell. It was not the sharp, biting tang of fresh yeast or the earthy damp of raw flour that usually greeted the morning shift in the municipal bakery of St. Jude’s. It was a heavy, cloying sweetness, like overripe fruit left to ferment in the sun, thick enough to coat the back of the throat. "Is the batch spoiled, Master Alden?" Thomas asked,...

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