“He breathed in the sweet aroma of fresh beeswax and fermented honey and felt the thrum of a thousand tiny bodies vibrating in unison. It hit him in the heart like a drug. The reverberation ran through his hands and up into his arms. His chest ached, and he thought his heart might explode. It was a calming weight, an invisible touchstone, a “You Are Here” marker.” – Eileen Garvin.”
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