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... er that morning, thick and golden and smelling faintly of wildflowers. Her hand shook slightly as she poured.
The Copper Pot had always regulated its own temperature before. Had never let anything burn or overcook. But now it was just a pot over heat, subject to the normal rules of physics and fire.
She’d have to watch it. Manage it. Pay attention every second.
"Stir constantly," the Champion said, grinding something in the Verdant Mortar with smooth, practiced motions. " ...
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