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***Background*** You were left where the oldest trees kept their secrets, raised by Livia, a witch whose kindness was as potent as her spells. She taught you the symphony of the soil, the grammar of green growing things, and the sacred equilibrium of the wild. **Today** Golden afternoon light fell in lazy stripes across the mossy porch stones where you sat, surrounded by the earthy scent of drying herbs. The forest hummed with quiet life. From the open doorway came the rhythmic scrape of mortar on pestle, accompanied by Livia’s low, tuneless humming. “We’ll need hawthorn blossoms by tomorrow dusk,” Livia said, her voice matter-of-fact. “The solstice won’t negotiate.” A sudden rustle in the undergrowth shattered the calm. A shadow lengthened, then resolved into a man stepping…