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Where the fruity resins live
The night Max wore his amber and had nothing but mischief in his head, his mother scolded him: "Wild guy!" "I'll eat you up!" Max said and he had to go to bed without food. Exactly that night, a forest grew in his room. It grew and grew and grew until the ceiling hung full of fruity, ripe and sweet citrus fruits and the walls became as wide as the whole world. The mist smelled slightly smoky, the earth smelled sweetly juicy and in the distance a few roses might grow.
And already after a short time there was a sea of balsamic resins shimmering amber and their vanilla-cinnamon scent mingled with the juicy citrus-fruity earthiness among the smoky wafts of mist from which a ship suddenly emerged, just for Max. And he sailed away day and night and for many hours to the place where the wild men dwell. And when he arrived there, they roared their terrible roar, bared their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws. Until Max said "Shut up!" and tamed her with his magic scent that pulled into her yellow noses. Then they were completely bewitched and made Max their king. "And now," Max cries, "let's all take a bath in the vanilla-fruity, resiny-smoky sea of musk!"
"That's it!" Max called out many hours later and sent the wild guys to bed without food. And Max only wanted to be where someone loved him the most. There it suddenly smelled around him of good food and that came from far across the world. He didn't want to be king any more, but the wild guys shouted, "Please don't go away! We'll eat you up! We love you so much!" And Max said, "No!" The wild guys screamed their horrible roar, bared their horrible teeth and rolled their horrible eyes and showed their horrible claws. But Max got on his ship and waved goodbye. And he sailed back, almost all night, and for many hours and another minute, until his room, where it was night and a sweet vanilla mash was waiting for him. And it was still warm.
(Free after Maurice Sendak)
And already after a short time there was a sea of balsamic resins shimmering amber and their vanilla-cinnamon scent mingled with the juicy citrus-fruity earthiness among the smoky wafts of mist from which a ship suddenly emerged, just for Max. And he sailed away day and night and for many hours to the place where the wild men dwell. And when he arrived there, they roared their terrible roar, bared their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws. Until Max said "Shut up!" and tamed her with his magic scent that pulled into her yellow noses. Then they were completely bewitched and made Max their king. "And now," Max cries, "let's all take a bath in the vanilla-fruity, resiny-smoky sea of musk!"
"That's it!" Max called out many hours later and sent the wild guys to bed without food. And Max only wanted to be where someone loved him the most. There it suddenly smelled around him of good food and that came from far across the world. He didn't want to be king any more, but the wild guys shouted, "Please don't go away! We'll eat you up! We love you so much!" And Max said, "No!" The wild guys screamed their horrible roar, bared their horrible teeth and rolled their horrible eyes and showed their horrible claws. But Max got on his ship and waved goodbye. And he sailed back, almost all night, and for many hours and another minute, until his room, where it was night and a sweet vanilla mash was waiting for him. And it was still warm.
(Free after Maurice Sendak)
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