29/09/2026
A N D T H E N T H E R E W A S F I R E…
Woodsmoke moves through the open air.
Small plates come to the table, meant for sharing. Music plays low, somewhere behind the talk.
The Cradle’s green leans close. The hours slow, and each dish tastes of the fire it came from.
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