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He handed her a wicker basket. "Pick them yourself. Middle of the day is best—that’s when the resin is strongest. Don't just take the heads; thank the soil while you’re at it."

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Elara spent the afternoon under the humming sun. As she filled her basket with the sticky, bright blossoms, she felt the familiar calm of the garden. By the time she paid Miller—a fair price for a harvest that smelled like autumn and honey—her fingers were coated in the flower's healing oils. He handed her a wicker basket

When she arrived, the fields were a sea of fiery copper and sunny yellow. Miller was hunched over a row, his hands stained with the sticky resin of the plants. Don't just take the heads; thank the soil

"The best you have," Elara replied. "I'm making a batch of 'Sunlight Salve' for the winter."

"Looking for the pot marigolds, are you?" he asked, not looking up.

Back in her kitchen, she spread the petals out to dry. They looked like fallen stars on her countertop. To anyone else, it was just a simple errand to buy flowers, but to Elara, she had just purchased a hundred tiny suns to keep the darkness of winter at bay.