Kali much rice

Kali much rice

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In the heart of a remote, mist-laced valley where the river sang in forgotten tongues, there lived an old woman named Kali. She was not a goddess, but her presence echoed power, much like her namesake. Every morning, before the sun dared open its golden eye, Kali stirred a pot of rice with a wooden ladle carved from the branch of a tree that no one dared name. The villagers said her rice could summon dreams, cure fevers, or remind a man of his first love. They called it Kali much rice, spoken with a hush like a charm.