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 Teapot In a secluded corner of a lush, green valley stood the House of Tea Gloss, a quaint little cottage with an enchanting aura. The cottage, made of aged timber and adorned with a moss-covered roof, seemed almost like it had sprung forth from the pages of a fairy tale. Its windows, draped with ivy, glowed warmly with the golden light of late afternoon. Surrounding the house was a garden teeming with life and color.  Roses of every hue imaginable flourished in the garden, their blooms so full and vibrant that they seemed to burst with life. The air was perfumed with their intoxicating scent, mingling with the delicate fragrance of the tea being brewed inside. Butterflies flitted from bloom to bloom, their wings painted with intricate designs that caught the sunlight and made them look like living jewels. The owner of this magical abode was an elderly woman named Elara. Her hair, silver like moonlight, flowed freely down her back, and her eyes sparkled with the wisdom of many years.