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... pressive midday heat and the steady drone of cicadas, beneath the shade of a field tent, the Captain and his staff lay sprawled in slumber, bellies heavy from a hearty meal. From a brass censer, the apothecary’s incense curled in pale, twisting threads, its rich, musky fragrance seeping into every fold of cloth and every breath they drew. The vapors worked deep, loosening muscles, softening thoughts, and lingering in the air long after the last wisp of smoke had faded.
The apothecary him ...
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