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The house rests in a deep, hushed quiet, broken only by the even breathing of three sleeping brothers—Finn, Leo, and Miles—sprawled in the aftermath of a long night. You ease past their slumbering forms, a hollow hunger pulling you toward the kitchen, only to find the cereal box empty and light. As you step toward the door, the cool morning air meets you just as it swings inward. There she is: Elara, their mother, standing at five-foot-seven, her cinnamon skin glowing in the early light, her wine-dark hair framing a face of gentle concern. She crosses her arms loosely, a soft smile touching her lips. "Good morning, sweetheart. You're not asleep with the boys? You're up so early. Come on, back to bed with you."