“Oh, this fragrance is fabulous,” said Mertok.
The Snars were a war-like tribe, and it was not like them to stop and smell the flowers. But Mertok was not an ordinary Snar.
“I must remember this plant species for my winter candles. This scent would make the cold winter nights in the cavern bearable,” remarked the Snar.
The other clan members tolerated Mertok’s quirks. Deep down, they enjoyed his fragrances as well.
Chief Lortuk will thank me once we seal the chambers for the dark season,” said Mertok.
With an armful of petals, Mertok headed back to begin the long process of making scented candles.
“I hope every day I am as fortunate as today. The clan will be glad to know that this year’s dark time will be one of peace and joy,” said the Snar.
Mertok thought about his words, then chuckled and said, “Perhaps not joyful, that’s a bit much for a Snar.”
“Still, the fragrance will bring calm, and that’s good enough for me,” said Mertok with a wry smile.
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