46 Results in the "Forging The Flame" category
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Warm honey filled the little kitchen. Mariel perched at the rough pine table, heels hooked on the lowest rung, while her father tore open a fresh loaf. Steam drifted up from the soft center. He nudged a chunk her way, crumbs tumbling onto the worn board. She added a spoonful of honey and let the syrup sink in. Their minds brushed. Still tastes like childhood, she teased, sending the thought across the tiny space. Damien’s eyes crinkled. I keep waiting for you to get tired of it. Never. She took…-
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