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Mrs. Holle of fine fairy powder
Everything turned wild when Lucy fell into the chrome fountain. Accompanied by the echoing sounds of heavenly harps, the delicate eddies spun, colored overflowing psychedelically luminous, changed direction, until Lucy woke up in a sea of motley colors lying on an enchanted meadow under a citrus tree.
For a few minutes she breathed the hespiridic nuances of ripe grapefruit and mandarin fruits, which appeared light-heartedly under a soft veil of slightly sweet powder that seemed to have laid over the enchanting landscape.
Then she rose up and began to run joyfully over the meadow where she had awakened before. Happily she smelled the spring-like scent of mild lily of the valley, which mixed more and more with the exotic sweet, somewhat darker aroma of the Ylang Ylang, sometimes even giving her the idea of lavender. The further she ran, her arms stretched with happiness, the thicker the veil of enchanting powder became. After she had run for about an hour like this, she thought she could even become aware of a rose in all that rumbling, when she finally opened her eyes and saw the noble appearance of an elderly lady in front of her with her arms spread out, youthfully radiant like a sun, who introduced herself to her friendly as Frau Holle of the fine fairy powder and took Lucy in.
For many hours the two of them now spread their fairy powder, which reminded Lucy a little of the wonderful Borotalco, down on the humans, which gradually turned more balsamic and warmer into the amber-coloured, before it wrapped the earthlings after several hours in a creamy ambered smell, which should last for some time. People had become so serious, Mrs. Holle noted, sometimes it was simply necessary to give them a noble and cultivated lightheartedness and at the same time a secure warmth with the fairy powder, the feeling of returning to their childhood with all their experience for a while, at any time of year and in any place.
For a few minutes she breathed the hespiridic nuances of ripe grapefruit and mandarin fruits, which appeared light-heartedly under a soft veil of slightly sweet powder that seemed to have laid over the enchanting landscape.
Then she rose up and began to run joyfully over the meadow where she had awakened before. Happily she smelled the spring-like scent of mild lily of the valley, which mixed more and more with the exotic sweet, somewhat darker aroma of the Ylang Ylang, sometimes even giving her the idea of lavender. The further she ran, her arms stretched with happiness, the thicker the veil of enchanting powder became. After she had run for about an hour like this, she thought she could even become aware of a rose in all that rumbling, when she finally opened her eyes and saw the noble appearance of an elderly lady in front of her with her arms spread out, youthfully radiant like a sun, who introduced herself to her friendly as Frau Holle of the fine fairy powder and took Lucy in.
For many hours the two of them now spread their fairy powder, which reminded Lucy a little of the wonderful Borotalco, down on the humans, which gradually turned more balsamic and warmer into the amber-coloured, before it wrapped the earthlings after several hours in a creamy ambered smell, which should last for some time. People had become so serious, Mrs. Holle noted, sometimes it was simply necessary to give them a noble and cultivated lightheartedness and at the same time a secure warmth with the fairy powder, the feeling of returning to their childhood with all their experience for a while, at any time of year and in any place.
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