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Day 20: Petrichor

“And what about this one, Zaluu Neg?”

“Ah! Hmmm…I think…is it roses?”

“Correct! Good job.”

Shria clapped, doing a little wiggly dance on the box she was sitting on. The older merchant, who she lovingly called ‘Emee’, always played this game with her. Every once in a while she would receive a shipment of glass vials full of aromatic oils. So she would call the small child to her and have her guess what each scent was. It doubled as language practice as well. The girl could hardly piece proper sentences together when her good-for-nothing parents dumped her here at Reunion a few cycles ago.

“Alright. Another one?”

“Yes, yes!”

The older woman leaned in slightly. “Yes…?”

The young girl’s eyes practically sparkle with excitement for the continuation of their game. “Yes please, Emee!”

“That’s a good girl. You’re getting better at that.” The small au ra giggled as the merchant gently patted her head before turning to pull out another vial. She took a small whiff of it herself before offering it to the child.

“This one might be a bit harder for you. What do you think it is, Zaluu Neg?”

Shria gently accepted the glass vial to smell the oil inside.

“Oh…um…” She smells it again. “I-I do not know the word.”

“That is alright. Perhaps you can try describing it? Then I can teach you the word that you are missing.”

Shria scrunches up her nose and takes a good, deep breath. “It is rain. But…not just that! It’s like the ground is there too with lots of grass. It smells like it did yesterday after the storm!”

“Petrichor.”

“Pet…what?”

“Petrichor, Zaluu Neg.” The merchant takes a moment to write the word on a spare piece of parchment so the child could keep it with her. Shria had been keeping a small journal of new words and items in a stash of sorts. Small keepsakes. “It is a word for the smell in the air after it has rained.”

“Oohhh! It smells so nice! I think it will be my new favorite.”

“My, my. Such a high honor,” she chuckles. “I’ll tell you what. If I have not sold it by the end of the day, I will let you keep this one.”

Shria’s eyes light up and she practically launches from the box to hug onto the older woman’s leg.

“Really?! You mean it?? Oh, thank you so much, Emee!”

“Don’t get too excited now. It could still sell at some point today.”

The young girl blinks, then lets out the smallest of huffs. And so started her vigil for the rest of the day. Shria would perch herself on various nearby objects to just squint at any of Emee’s patrons. Almost as if she was trying to will them away from that precious vial. Little did she know that the merchant had already carefully tucked the oil into her pocket where it would be safe and sound.

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