Chloride was neither a queen nor a wizard or a warrior. It was an unseen, silent assistant that resided within each individual, subtly maintaining equilibrium. Others engaged in valiant combat or used magic, but Chloride's sole sacred responsibility was to aid in digestion and maintain the proper balance of bodily fluids. Without it, the stomach would stop breaking down food, muscles would twitch, and cells would swell, throwing everything inside off balance. Chloride was hard at work every day in a little inquisitive girl named Tara, moving in and out of her cells, assisting nerve signals, and maintaining a constant level of energy. Tara's muscles cramped one day after she became extremely exhausted. Her body sounded strange, like an unbalanced symphony. From within, there was a whisper, "I need help. My name is Chloride. I require sour wisdom. Her grandmother, who was knowledgeable about natural remedies, made a dinner consisting of whole-grain bread, tomatoes, olives, a...
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