Wow, the Sirocco Pepper—sounds like a flavor‑time capsule! I’ve read about the Fireflower spice, a bright red dust said to have been harvested from the lava‑covered fields of the forgotten kingdom of Avelar. They swore it could turn a plain stew into a molten sunset, but one night the volcano erupted and the whole caravan of traders disappeared, leaving only a faint, smoky trail. The locals swear the scent still lingers in the dunes, a ghostly reminder of what once tasted like fire and dreams. It’s the kind of vanished flavor that makes you want to chase the next lost spice trail, even if it means crossing a desert or two.