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Serenissima
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Serenissima
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densely woven and mysterious
Densely woven it is, this fragrance!
That not only from the fated threads of the Norns; no, also from the manifold scents that make the forest floor thus created vibrate and tremble with every step.
One could almost assume that this fragrance creation was created like felt or loden by soaking and stamping, so homogeneous is the garment with which "Norne" surrounds us.
A scent path leads straight over this dense aromatic-scented soil, in which roots of trees, bushes and plants have been interwoven since time immemorial; the earth seems to be heavy with past and future. Wrapping itself in light soil mists for that reason, I'm sure, often.
Dense layers of withered, slowly decaying foliage and twigs cover secrets from the past, and so "Norne" leads along winding paths into a mysterious atmosphere of scent.
"Norne" is a fragrance you can get involved with if you are not afraid of the magic of nature and its depth.
Bright and light is nothing here; each fragrance ingredient brings its silver-grey and different green scent tones and so something quite extraordinary, densely woven is created.
The secret passage to a destination that is not yet revealed.
The already decomposed soil is thickly strewn with pine needles; they haven't been here long: they crunch underfoot, generously distributing their aromatic, resinous scents.
Lichens of varying shades of gray inhabit their chosen trees; some reach far up, betraying their age and endurance.
Wisps of them sometimes sway gently in the soft breeze, touching the faces of wanderers through this scented cosmos.
They do nothing; they only play a little with the few winds that so seldom reach so far into the depths of the forest.
Fern bushes so large that a small family of fairies can hide in them border the narrow trampled paths. In places their fronds are so long that they can almost build arcades, allowing passage and sojourn amidst them and their spicy green power in scent. All this in the subdued green twilight!
A variety of mosses with their tart, earthy smell have spread over long years; many different varieties of moss are there to accompany our path with their slightly dull exhalations.
(In our Botanical Garden there is a small enclosure specially devoted to moss. You go down a few steps in a roundel to be at eye level with it.
Who wants, can even pull for deposit a small magnifying glass from a machine, which he then returns at the cash desk. Thus this strange, partly nevertheless very fragile beauty of the moss opens itself in comfortable kind completely from the proximity.)
Thick cushions of moss here and there make our immersion in the magical depths of the forest more comfortable, cushioning our paths while smelling strong and peculiar! Now and then one is damp with moisture extracted from a little stream that hastened along; as we step on it the curtain of scent present is intensified by the faint dark green dampness.
There is rustling and rustling, rapid movement beside this narrow path: many small beings are on the move, some of whom may not live to see this evening. They will be new shares in another layer of the living scent-web when the time comes then. The spinning of the Norns and nature never ends!
A sense of living and dying is found in "Norse's" scent art: deep, rich tones and greens and browns that give off equally deep and rich scent aromas.
Incense suddenly opens up this yet mysterious darkness; as if all the creatures of this scented forest stepped back to reveal a clearing: a circular clearing, slightly misty and distinctly incense-infused! Magical and a little bit eerie!
For this incense navel of the forest reveals the bitter hemlock - by land and by sea: the two species take nothing from each other.
"Beware!" Whispers the mighty odoriferous creature here: smell only - by no means eat or drink!
Fortunately, we are in scent-land here; so the temptation should not be too great!
"Norne" is a fragrance creation full of dark depth; a weave of rich and damp greens and browns, in which a magic resonates, but which is never quite revealed to us.
For many hours this scent power settles on the skin, spreading proudly and engagingly.
Magical spells and secrets are whispered at this time, but not understood.
A strong fragrance, a powerful fragrance, a magical fragrance - all that is "Norne"!
A fragrance creature that may even bring myths to life from its weave.
I had hoped so much, after all, to meet the wood gnome on my way here - at last!
So far I waited in vain.
But now...
Isn't that a rustling back there?
Are the little glittering eyes between the leaves ...?
That not only from the fated threads of the Norns; no, also from the manifold scents that make the forest floor thus created vibrate and tremble with every step.
One could almost assume that this fragrance creation was created like felt or loden by soaking and stamping, so homogeneous is the garment with which "Norne" surrounds us.
A scent path leads straight over this dense aromatic-scented soil, in which roots of trees, bushes and plants have been interwoven since time immemorial; the earth seems to be heavy with past and future. Wrapping itself in light soil mists for that reason, I'm sure, often.
Dense layers of withered, slowly decaying foliage and twigs cover secrets from the past, and so "Norne" leads along winding paths into a mysterious atmosphere of scent.
"Norne" is a fragrance you can get involved with if you are not afraid of the magic of nature and its depth.
Bright and light is nothing here; each fragrance ingredient brings its silver-grey and different green scent tones and so something quite extraordinary, densely woven is created.
The secret passage to a destination that is not yet revealed.
The already decomposed soil is thickly strewn with pine needles; they haven't been here long: they crunch underfoot, generously distributing their aromatic, resinous scents.
Lichens of varying shades of gray inhabit their chosen trees; some reach far up, betraying their age and endurance.
Wisps of them sometimes sway gently in the soft breeze, touching the faces of wanderers through this scented cosmos.
They do nothing; they only play a little with the few winds that so seldom reach so far into the depths of the forest.
Fern bushes so large that a small family of fairies can hide in them border the narrow trampled paths. In places their fronds are so long that they can almost build arcades, allowing passage and sojourn amidst them and their spicy green power in scent. All this in the subdued green twilight!
A variety of mosses with their tart, earthy smell have spread over long years; many different varieties of moss are there to accompany our path with their slightly dull exhalations.
(In our Botanical Garden there is a small enclosure specially devoted to moss. You go down a few steps in a roundel to be at eye level with it.
Who wants, can even pull for deposit a small magnifying glass from a machine, which he then returns at the cash desk. Thus this strange, partly nevertheless very fragile beauty of the moss opens itself in comfortable kind completely from the proximity.)
Thick cushions of moss here and there make our immersion in the magical depths of the forest more comfortable, cushioning our paths while smelling strong and peculiar! Now and then one is damp with moisture extracted from a little stream that hastened along; as we step on it the curtain of scent present is intensified by the faint dark green dampness.
There is rustling and rustling, rapid movement beside this narrow path: many small beings are on the move, some of whom may not live to see this evening. They will be new shares in another layer of the living scent-web when the time comes then. The spinning of the Norns and nature never ends!
A sense of living and dying is found in "Norse's" scent art: deep, rich tones and greens and browns that give off equally deep and rich scent aromas.
Incense suddenly opens up this yet mysterious darkness; as if all the creatures of this scented forest stepped back to reveal a clearing: a circular clearing, slightly misty and distinctly incense-infused! Magical and a little bit eerie!
For this incense navel of the forest reveals the bitter hemlock - by land and by sea: the two species take nothing from each other.
"Beware!" Whispers the mighty odoriferous creature here: smell only - by no means eat or drink!
Fortunately, we are in scent-land here; so the temptation should not be too great!
"Norne" is a fragrance creation full of dark depth; a weave of rich and damp greens and browns, in which a magic resonates, but which is never quite revealed to us.
For many hours this scent power settles on the skin, spreading proudly and engagingly.
Magical spells and secrets are whispered at this time, but not understood.
A strong fragrance, a powerful fragrance, a magical fragrance - all that is "Norne"!
A fragrance creature that may even bring myths to life from its weave.
I had hoped so much, after all, to meet the wood gnome on my way here - at last!
So far I waited in vain.
But now...
Isn't that a rustling back there?
Are the little glittering eyes between the leaves ...?
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