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A comforting pulsating heat escapes the hearth as flickering fiery flames dance to the erratic music of boisterous sparks. A sweet familiar smell of newly baked honey-cakes and jam fill the room, bringing forth memories of home and warmth, and challenges the scent of wood and herbs to a fight for dominance. Domestic frustration caused by ink splatters and thick, bleeding letters disrupt the otherwise calming and well-deserved, though fleeting, downtime. Let's take a break, no...?

"No." He insists, and she frowns.

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