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... the first time. On one side of the counter sat the coiled Whisperwind sausages—smoky, savory, each link tied with precision.
On the other, a basket of Snakewater apples. Each one had a different color and flavor. The fermented ones were blush-hued and so soft, even a feather-light touch had it releasing apple juice (though to Marron, it already tasted like wine.)
The ones for baking had golden skins and had a crisp, tart bite. The baking ones were Marron’s favorite, because they ...
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