A Circle Of Celebrations: The Complete Edition - Plot & Excerpts
Everything about the dream flower seemed normal, except that instead of tracking the sun throughout the day, its face followed her. There were plenty of sunflowers in the garden outside, but why would she dream about them instead of the roses or asters or herbs? All of this place was new to her. She had come here only a few days ago. Glad for the promise of shelter against the coming winter, Vinory had not questioned too closely the circumstances under which the position of village wonder worker became vacant. Otherwise, she might have shouldered her pack and pressed on farther down the road, regardless of the holes in her boots. Now, those boots had fresh, entire soles, and winter receded to far away in the future. Moreover, there were whole woolen blankets on the feather bed, also blessedly hers, and free of vermin, thank all gods! The three-room cottage was not merely nice, but sound, well-proportioned, and well built. It smelled of dry herbs and dust, but what of that? Half an hour’s sweeping and dusting, and some of her own herbs scattered on the air or boiled for the scent had driven away the ghost of dead parsley and sage.
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