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In the charred whispers of ancient costeas and indigo-flavored chalices we discover -- the discarded recipes cradle reflections of who we once revered; every kernel still smoky with reminiscent tales. - Litaria Thomas In the charred whispers of ancient costeas and indigo-flavored chalices we discover -- the discarded recipes cradle reflections of who we once revered; every kernel still smoky with reminiscent tales. - Litaria Thomas In the charred whispers of ancient costeas and indigo-flavored chalices we discover -- the discarded recipes cradle reflections of who we once revered; every kernel still smoky with reminiscent tales. - Litaria Thomas