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Skeletons at the Apothecary

Long before the first rays of the sun had brushed the dewy blades of grass, a lone, hooded figure was out upon the plains, satchel by her side and a small knife strapped to her belt. She knew which ingredients had to be picked before dawn and where to find each of them.

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