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... centre of the table and selected the first batch of dried leaves.
Azul stepped forward at once, handing me the cloth-lined bowl. "Luna."
"Thank you," I murmured.
Then I slowly, deliberately crushed the leaves. The pestle moved in a steady rhythm, grinding until the herbs released their deep, grounding, faintly sweet scent.
As the fragrance rose, something in my chest eased. This was familiar.
"Deidra," I said without looking up, "heat the oil in a low flam ...
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