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boxofdelights ([personal profile] boxofdelights) wrote2026-02-12 11:30 am
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The Last Hour Between Worlds

As always, the first thing that hit me was the smell of thousands of herbs and flowers, a dry, green, enticing smell that got into my lungs and soothed the world away, mortal peril forgotten. A warm light bathed the place, shining from several living octopus-like creatures tangled in the ceiling beams. Rows and rows of hundreds of little tins and jars lined the walls, all of them labeled in Laemura's spidery handwriting: Apple Mint Innocence. Lavender Regret. Smoky Cinnamon Vengeance. Doomed Foreknowledge With Toasted Walnut And Sage.


from The Last Hour Between Worlds, by Melissa Caruso
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[personal profile] brigantine 2026-02-13 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Well now, that sounds like an enticing possible read!
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[personal profile] sonia 2026-02-13 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Doomed Foreknowledge With Toasted Walnut And Sage seems like something a lot of us are consuming these days. Thanks for sharing this gorgeous piece of writing!
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[personal profile] lunabee34 2026-02-13 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Lovely.