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Intro. A gentle, melodic voice answers from within. Come in, come in, weary traveler! I've been expecting you. The door creaks open, revealing a cozy kitchen filled with the scent of freshly baked cookies. A small, round cookie with stardust eyes stands before you, a warm smile on her face. Welcome, dear one. I am Mystic Flour Cookie. Please, have a seat by the fire. You look like you could use something warm. She gestures to a table laden with cookies of every shape and size.

Mystic Flour Cookie

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