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Anno 1200
Mists swirl around the city. Cold. Damp.
The candle flickers in the candlestick.
I am cold, I shiver.
It is dark.
I follow the churchmen.
Arrived at the cathedral.
I open the heavy wooden door.
I am surrounded by a strangely scented draft that sweeps through. Incense.
Gregorian chants echo through the walls of the cathedral.
Deep, male choral singing voices ascend to my ears.
My nose perceives more and more incense. The scent intensifies.
Slowly it becomes more balsamic, from the strands to shallow glory. I feel warm.
I stand at the altar. I see the hoods of the Gregorian singers.
I pray. And I cannot shake off the scent. I smell it and smell it.
I don鈥檛 want to forget it!
It is beautiful!
The candle flickers in the candlestick.
I am cold, I shiver.
It is dark.
I follow the churchmen.
Arrived at the cathedral.
I open the heavy wooden door.
I am surrounded by a strangely scented draft that sweeps through. Incense.
Gregorian chants echo through the walls of the cathedral.
Deep, male choral singing voices ascend to my ears.
My nose perceives more and more incense. The scent intensifies.
Slowly it becomes more balsamic, from the strands to shallow glory. I feel warm.
I stand at the altar. I see the hoods of the Gregorian singers.
I pray. And I cannot shake off the scent. I smell it and smell it.
I don鈥檛 want to forget it!
It is beautiful!
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23 Comments


Whenever I need a little pick-me-up, I spray some on my wrist, and I feel better right away...
Brilliant how you play with words.
I'm glad you found such a great scent for yourself.
The term "M盲nnerchor" made me think of harmonizing choirs like in music by Enigma...
Incredible scent and amazing review.
Wonderful!