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Cinnamon Roll – authoranonblog
“It has that old world charm.”“It smells like death.”Anise inhaled the bitter air. Remains of buildings, and their citizens, dusted the ground in an ashen snow storm. In the distance an alarm still blared, signaling catastrophe. Something sweet and savory mingled with the distinct smell of smoldering wood. “Do you smell that?”“Delicious.”The sweet smell pulled …