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The sun hung low over Arland, casting long, amber shadows across the cobblestone streets. Inside the workshop, the air smelled of dried lavender and bubbling ozone. Rorona Frixell stood over her cauldron, stirring a shimmering mixture with a wooden paddle that felt far too heavy for her tired arms.

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Tell me which part of Rorona's journey you want to see next. The sun hung low over Arland, casting long,