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