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The rain was a persistent, gray whisper against the windows of the Hawthorne Apothecary. Inside, the world smelled of dried lavender, beeswax, and old paper. Harmony Finch, whose name was a wish her parents had made that she’d never quite been able to grant, wiped down the glass counter for the fourth time.

Harmony picked it up. The title was embossed in no language she knew, but the letters rearranged themselves as she watched: The Wonderer’s Guide to Noticing Things. harmony wonder nerd

Colors were louder. The gray cobblestones pulsed with faint, root-like veins of gold. The air smelled of spun sugar and thunderstorms. And perched on the clock’s frozen minute hand, a figure was fiddling with a bent pair of spectacles. The rain was a persistent, gray whisper against

Nerd’s frantic eyes lit up. “Step zero: wonder. Step zero-point-five: reckless awe. But I’ll take your steps as a framework.” Harmony picked it up