A scent of Twilight love
This is a visually imprinting piece of writing concerning scent, very clever. Not like the usual posts found on those other Fragrance blogs.
"He was standing at the end of the ruined glasshouse, somewhat lost yet entirely found. The sweet odours inside the shattered structure were tropical and oppressive. I started walking toward him. He showed no sign of really noticing me. As I got closer, I noticed the floor around him was smudged with raspberries, crushed into the earthen floor, mixed with lichen, bruised geranium, dead leaves and mosses."
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