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Low, closed cup of five overlapping petals with a lacquered sheen that throws light back like wet paint. Stems bleed a pale sap that stings a cut lip and is the reason cattle crop around it rather than through it.
Entry
Picked from the meadow in Rare Icon. Grows in bands across the overworld, so a field is mostly one kind of flower with the others coming through at the edges.
Chronicle
Held under a chin by children to prove a fondness for butter, a test that has never once come back negative. Herbalists use it for nothing: the sap blisters, the dried plant does nothing at all, and the whole genus has quietly agreed to be decorative.