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Oðin's Treasures, Pepper Herb of the Hills: I know the leaf of rugged green, Where thyme and pepper meet between. Its sharpened warmth runs dry and clear, With earthy strength that lingers near. In bean and meat its voice is cast, A sturdy herb that holds and lasts. Crushed or dried, its spirit stays, A hillside breath through simmered days.
