04/02/2021
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The cave of the green glittering dragon
In Bune's garden, the roots grow upwards and glow green in the dark, as if they were conducting light from the subsoil into the night. If you want to know why they do this, you plunge through tall stalks of grasses that smell rosy, of herbs and pine, of balsam, turpentine, and camphor, as if they don't know who they are. Beneath them, pale roots bend like glistening rhizomes and tiny mycelia, hissing with citrusy bright voices a pearly petrichor promise of access to a cavern far down in the depths of the Earth.
There, moist minerals flow as fresh rock droplets on the smooth walls, heat billows in dark vapors, soft barks rot. Don't be afraid. Through the musty clay creeps a shimmering dragon, with green glittering scales projecting many thousand points of light from smoldering grass, ethereal smoky vetivers illuminating all the roots from within, drawing minty pictures in Bune's garden mulch. To some the earth now glows sweet fruit, to most sweet grass smokes the roots of night.
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Fantôme is a small company based on the Washington state coast, run by Bree and Megan Elliott, who handcraft their fragrances in small batches. By their own admission, they are always working to have their large selection of fragrances always available.
"Bune," the knowing three-headed dragon (one of them human) who commands legions of spirits, can move the dead and rally devils around their graves, but also brings wisdom to humans, begins with the aforementioned notes of palmarosa grasses and pale roots. Soon the herbaceous, musty earth of nagarmotha grass reveals itself, its vetiver-like ethereal smoke soon creating the impression of mint-soaked bark mulch. At times, the sweetly fruity davana shines through. The dragon glistens moderately to skin deep for a good eight to nine hours.
There, moist minerals flow as fresh rock droplets on the smooth walls, heat billows in dark vapors, soft barks rot. Don't be afraid. Through the musty clay creeps a shimmering dragon, with green glittering scales projecting many thousand points of light from smoldering grass, ethereal smoky vetivers illuminating all the roots from within, drawing minty pictures in Bune's garden mulch. To some the earth now glows sweet fruit, to most sweet grass smokes the roots of night.
**
Fantôme is a small company based on the Washington state coast, run by Bree and Megan Elliott, who handcraft their fragrances in small batches. By their own admission, they are always working to have their large selection of fragrances always available.
"Bune," the knowing three-headed dragon (one of them human) who commands legions of spirits, can move the dead and rally devils around their graves, but also brings wisdom to humans, begins with the aforementioned notes of palmarosa grasses and pale roots. Soon the herbaceous, musty earth of nagarmotha grass reveals itself, its vetiver-like ethereal smoke soon creating the impression of mint-soaked bark mulch. At times, the sweetly fruity davana shines through. The dragon glistens moderately to skin deep for a good eight to nine hours.
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