01/01/2021
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Midgard makes a green cloud
That's the hammer! Thor thundered in annoyance as he threw his nose into the glistening green cloud the people of Midgard had made of laurels in his honor. Cloves, mean ones! Truly what came to the gods there from the meadows of Midgard smelled tangy and ethereal, almost eucalyptical, but just as peppery as little needles of cloves.
Laurels, my dear! Loki fluttered up and down in Freya's feathers before him, trying to smooth the waters before the blameless sailors felt them. Hastily, the earthlings carved some balsam trees, laid the translucent carpet of cinnamon and benzoin beneath the mist, and let it slowly rise like a warm kite, Loki wildly fanning the winds, swirling any number of damp grasses, foliage, and earth into the cloud with it, to the delight of the Guardian of the World.
Thor's breath deepened. Tobacco from Delhi, warm-spicy beedis, vanished in the balm of cinnamon and benzoin, fading into grass and foliage and earth, into sweet-spicy roots of laurel trees. Nearer and nearer came the woods and resins, and Midgard's green damp earth too, till the scents dimmed over the hours, ere the earthlings slept the thunder was gone.
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪ Vala's Enchanted Perfumery, based in Prague, says it tries to create magic, to create images, from the plant ingredients and the creative genius of the people involved in the process. "My creations have all been born in my hands and warmed by my skin. And before that, they were a part of nature." says Moi Yggdottir. "Týr" projects moderate to skin-deep for about six hours.
Laurels, my dear! Loki fluttered up and down in Freya's feathers before him, trying to smooth the waters before the blameless sailors felt them. Hastily, the earthlings carved some balsam trees, laid the translucent carpet of cinnamon and benzoin beneath the mist, and let it slowly rise like a warm kite, Loki wildly fanning the winds, swirling any number of damp grasses, foliage, and earth into the cloud with it, to the delight of the Guardian of the World.
Thor's breath deepened. Tobacco from Delhi, warm-spicy beedis, vanished in the balm of cinnamon and benzoin, fading into grass and foliage and earth, into sweet-spicy roots of laurel trees. Nearer and nearer came the woods and resins, and Midgard's green damp earth too, till the scents dimmed over the hours, ere the earthlings slept the thunder was gone.
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪ Vala's Enchanted Perfumery, based in Prague, says it tries to create magic, to create images, from the plant ingredients and the creative genius of the people involved in the process. "My creations have all been born in my hands and warmed by my skin. And before that, they were a part of nature." says Moi Yggdottir. "Týr" projects moderate to skin-deep for about six hours.
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