A Reminder of Remembering

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Gentle wood smoke permeated the chill air. Its dissipated pungency and indistinct origin made Genevieve think coals smoldered over the hillock rather than that flames raged [replace with better fire cliché]. More than anything, the near rotten odor reminded her of remembering.

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