Her bedroom was papered, covered in colourful sketches of flowers, fruits and herbs, each with little bits of details on the particular plant or food in small scrawly ink. The paper was wrinkled with oily stains, looking a messy upon first entering the room, but if you stood near them, you could see and smell that the oils staining the paper were created from the plants that they were detailing, painted in like a sensory journal.

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