12/25/2023
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In search of the holy kraal
i am on my way to Oudbekistan I like to go on vacation in the mystical land of the eagle woods so I read here was still not a soul untouched nature everywhere now I also slowly realize why the flight is so expensive. 30* At the counter, there are only 20 tickets to the destination top left ran a digital clock down before I knew it I said to the nice staff and luckily got a trip opportunity to the promised land. The flight took 2 days and I looked out of the window full of curiosity
then the time had finally come a yellow runway came towards me we slowly touched down the plane made another turn and stopped in the rainforest. The group of travelers wanted to have a meeting but I didn't, so I sneaked off and explored this new island with excitement. With my machete, I cut meter-high nougat sticks into two ,a path with puddles of swamp leads me to the old forest inside it is dark and damp pink balls of light glow in the distance yuzu mist settles heavily around the noble roses but does not quite sink to the ground the council of tall eaglewoods begins to breathe emits vapors heavy and ancient it exudes its ancient power seeking honeydew drops the roses sweat a young stag roams the territory nibbling impatiently on sandalwood bark it is soft and brightly glowing , Amber smoke rises from tobacco leaves the sea is turquoise green and full of charcoal.
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with me also cocoa in a wooden coat
from the oud, citric melancholy opens up
green moor bubbles mossily away
juicy and fresh, the roses are sublime and
Epic are always there giving only love
green sap and balsamic musk enter with it there is jungle
Rain earth-moist air rises ambergris is
resinous freshness slowly transforms into a smoky tobacco leaf a kiss of leather a hint of the past. Sandalwood is only allowed to play along at the end, skillfully hiding in the charcoal smoke.
here floats a bit of musk
in the flacon when I hold it against the light
you can see how it radiates its power in the form
of mist, the fragrance is still maturing
much further and will therefore change over time.
then the time had finally come a yellow runway came towards me we slowly touched down the plane made another turn and stopped in the rainforest. The group of travelers wanted to have a meeting but I didn't, so I sneaked off and explored this new island with excitement. With my machete, I cut meter-high nougat sticks into two ,a path with puddles of swamp leads me to the old forest inside it is dark and damp pink balls of light glow in the distance yuzu mist settles heavily around the noble roses but does not quite sink to the ground the council of tall eaglewoods begins to breathe emits vapors heavy and ancient it exudes its ancient power seeking honeydew drops the roses sweat a young stag roams the territory nibbling impatiently on sandalwood bark it is soft and brightly glowing , Amber smoke rises from tobacco leaves the sea is turquoise green and full of charcoal.
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with me also cocoa in a wooden coat
from the oud, citric melancholy opens up
green moor bubbles mossily away
juicy and fresh, the roses are sublime and
Epic are always there giving only love
green sap and balsamic musk enter with it there is jungle
Rain earth-moist air rises ambergris is
resinous freshness slowly transforms into a smoky tobacco leaf a kiss of leather a hint of the past. Sandalwood is only allowed to play along at the end, skillfully hiding in the charcoal smoke.
here floats a bit of musk
in the flacon when I hold it against the light
you can see how it radiates its power in the form
of mist, the fragrance is still maturing
much further and will therefore change over time.
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