The Distant Metropolis

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The smell of rosemary hung in the air of the stone kitchen, thick and green, a scent that had preserved the bones of the house for three centuries. Elara stood at the heavy oak table, her hands stained with the purple juice of blackberries, testing the consistency of the batter. She was a woman of sharp angles and quick thoughts, a scholar of herbs and remedies in a village where such knowledge...

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