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Chapter 84: The Measure of the Grain
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2026-10-08 21:59:27Zara’s POV
The threshold of the farmhouse held the day’s residual warmth, a thick, quiet blanket of air that smelled of dried thyme, oak smoke, and the linseed oil we’d rubbed into the floorboards three weeks prior. When the heavy door clicked shut behind us, the low, steady rush of the mountain wind dropped away, replaced by the deep, structural silence of the house. The only light came from the kitchen hearth, where a bed of hickory coals pulsed in slow, rhythm
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