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Character
A woman walks through a city park with a linen tote over her shoulder, the sun still climbing and the air carrying the damp chill of overnight rain. She moves easily, dressed for a morning that has not yet turned warm, and the scent around her feels like part of that stride.
Bright citruses and cyclamen open the air around her, sharp and clean, like water shaken from a branch. Freesia, lily-of-the-valley, peony, and linden blossom follow without weight, each petal rendered in a pale green light that stays close to her skin. There is a sweetness here, but it is thin and pollen-like, never heavy.
Dandelion and cedar anchor nothing grand; they simply drift near the collar, fading almost as soon as they appear. The whole impression stays near the body, gone before the walk reaches the next block, a quiet trace that asks to be noticed rather than demanding it.
Powder settles in the folds of her sleeve, bitter and green against the pale flowers, and the day continues with that soft blur clinging to the fabric
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