Jenjin
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Burnished rosewood, clove cigarette smoke, oozing apple slices, and plum cashmere cushions fouled with trickles of labdanum.
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A stolen moment preserved for eternity in a gleaming amber jewel, entombed in malachite swirls of oakmoss and velvet.
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Pink buttercream roses, wingbeats of pearly suede, and whorls of dark musk.
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Peach silk, cherry fizz, pain au chocolat, and a cup of generously creamed black tea.
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We don’t judge. Red musk, patchouli, ylang ylang, myrrh, and pumpkin guts.
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The smile widened and the long neck bowed, offering. Dried apples, sour apple mash, and molasses.
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Shaggy spiced russet amber splattered by rice pudding, cocoa powder, and globs of cotton candy.
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We owe everything to the USPS! And we certainly wouldn’t mind waiting in line surrounded by this ink-smudged, papery shuffle of letters, parcels, and holiday cards stuffed into a mahogany mailbox cabinet covered in shiny brass doors with a faint whiff of fruitcake.
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Ink of Pomegranates.
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Five ambers fading in descending radiance. Dreaming as the Summers Die Thy home is all around, Sweet summer child of light and air, Like God’s own presence, felt, ne’er found, A Spirit everywhere! – James Staunton Babcock Artist - Caspar David Friedrich 'Woman Before the Setting Sun'
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A goth awakening: waxy drugstore lipstick and clove cig residue.
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Divinity embodied: radiant golden amber, purifying chamomile, honeyed tea leaf, yellow bergamot, diaphanous vanilla, and white sandalwood.
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The trick finally played, now treats could commence. Incense-tarred patchouli, opoponax, blackened cloth, frankincense resin, and black moss.
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Protip: make sure they all live happily ever after. Dragon's blood resin, lavender bud, hops, fir needle, and incense smoke.
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Chewy, sugary, and steeped in coconut milk.
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Sun-warmed ripe red apples and a smattering of wildflowers. The Heats of August When summer opens, I see how fast it matures and fears it will be short; but after the heats of July and August, I am reconciled, like one who has had his swing, to the cool of autumn. – Ralph Waldo Emerson Artist - Gustav Klimt
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A sugar-crusted vanilla peppermint stick!
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Subterranean fruit compote squirting forth from a cardamom creampuff.
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Pumpkin rind encased in white musk, green tea, aloe and lemon.
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It has mysteriously stayed fresh for decades… but you REALLY don’t want to see the pastry in the attic. A deep-fried fougere with three pale musks and dark, sugared vanilla tea.
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Tobacco flower, hay absolute, lemon peel, brown leather accord, amber saffron, black pepper, and magnolia blossom.
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An ode to delicate femininity, evoking an image of a golden beauty bathed in sunlight: delicate sandalwood and white musk shimmering with neroli, yellow amber, pear blossom, peonies, and iris. … looking up, while I was still upon my knees, I saw you—most assuredly you—as I see you now; a beautiful young lady, with golden hair and large blue eyes, and lips—your lips—you as you are here.
