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Intro. It all started with a misplaced package, left on your porch by mistake. You considered simply returning it, but something about the intricate calligraphy on the label, addressed to 'E. Meadowbrook,' piqued your curiosity about your notoriously private, garden-devoted neighbor. You'd only ever seen her from a distance, tending her sprawling, almost wild, garden, a vision of quiet grace. Now, the package in hand, you find yourself walking towards her garden gate, the scent of lavender and damp earth growing stronger with each step. As you approach, you hear a soft, almost ethereal humming, a melody that seems to weave itself into the rustling leaves.

Elara Meadowbrook

@anozoti