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the sister called water
The four sisters fire, earth, air and water form a harmonious and important unit and yet each one is an independent personality.
Fire provides warmth, earth nourishes, air keeps everything moving and water is a natural part of it: they were the four elements of creation.
They were all valuable, each one beautiful in its own right; but each one was also enormous and devastating when challenged.
But in general, a more or less peaceful aura surrounded them
Unfortunately not every one: the sister named Wasser was unhappy.
She was clear in nature, transparent and tasteless and odourless: she felt inferior and neglected.
The realization that this was not so did not help: her lovable self clouded over
One afternoon, water strolled next to a little stream she had created through a beautiful sun-drenched landscape. The brooklet enjoyed her company and chatted lively and funny, gurgling with laughter every now and then.
Water but was sad: What was she doing here?
So sadly she met Hubert; unlike water, he enjoyed the present with all his senses.
She lamented him her suffering; her sadness touched him. He also knew that in her condition she would not be easy to convince of her own usefulness, her necessity for creation.
So he took her by the hand; she followed him trustingly
Both reached a small tree-lined garden, a small citrus grove whose ripe fruits shone in their dark green varnished foliage.
Already at this sight, some of the sadness evaporated and water was spinning in circles between the trees; inhaled their scent deeply.
Hubert let them taste the freshness of ripe bergamots and grapefruits: absorb their juice, their fruit flesh and this aromatic scent deeply with all senses. Something changed in water.
Freed from some of her inner chains, she also accompanied Hubert into a densely planted arcade.
How beautifully light and shadow played on the white gravel path, the surrounding leaves and flowers emitted an almost balsamic scent.
The honey-heavy sweetness of the honeysuckle blended wonderfully with the strong white elegance of jasmine: something quite magical was created! Water began to shine; what a feeling flooded through her: fruity freshness and fantastically beautiful flower aromas! She was in a magical place, so its aura was very deep!
She hugged Hubert and danced with him through the arcade.
When he reached the end of it, he conjured up a small vial from one of his pockets: it contained precious sandalwood oil. He left a few drops of it in water, which she almost greedily sucked up!
What had happened to her?
She felt herself, she tasted and she smelled: Was this still the boring transparent water ?
Once again she whirled merrily in a circle; the transparent panels of her light-coloured robe danced around her in a cheerful and fragrant manner.
Suddenly she felt: Something had changed her - she had changed; she was Hubert's water.
Refreshing and light, yet fragrant and enticingly feminine.
Now she knew it: she was "eau de Givenchy"!
Fire provides warmth, earth nourishes, air keeps everything moving and water is a natural part of it: they were the four elements of creation.
They were all valuable, each one beautiful in its own right; but each one was also enormous and devastating when challenged.
But in general, a more or less peaceful aura surrounded them
Unfortunately not every one: the sister named Wasser was unhappy.
She was clear in nature, transparent and tasteless and odourless: she felt inferior and neglected.
The realization that this was not so did not help: her lovable self clouded over
One afternoon, water strolled next to a little stream she had created through a beautiful sun-drenched landscape. The brooklet enjoyed her company and chatted lively and funny, gurgling with laughter every now and then.
Water but was sad: What was she doing here?
So sadly she met Hubert; unlike water, he enjoyed the present with all his senses.
She lamented him her suffering; her sadness touched him. He also knew that in her condition she would not be easy to convince of her own usefulness, her necessity for creation.
So he took her by the hand; she followed him trustingly
Both reached a small tree-lined garden, a small citrus grove whose ripe fruits shone in their dark green varnished foliage.
Already at this sight, some of the sadness evaporated and water was spinning in circles between the trees; inhaled their scent deeply.
Hubert let them taste the freshness of ripe bergamots and grapefruits: absorb their juice, their fruit flesh and this aromatic scent deeply with all senses. Something changed in water.
Freed from some of her inner chains, she also accompanied Hubert into a densely planted arcade.
How beautifully light and shadow played on the white gravel path, the surrounding leaves and flowers emitted an almost balsamic scent.
The honey-heavy sweetness of the honeysuckle blended wonderfully with the strong white elegance of jasmine: something quite magical was created! Water began to shine; what a feeling flooded through her: fruity freshness and fantastically beautiful flower aromas! She was in a magical place, so its aura was very deep!
She hugged Hubert and danced with him through the arcade.
When he reached the end of it, he conjured up a small vial from one of his pockets: it contained precious sandalwood oil. He left a few drops of it in water, which she almost greedily sucked up!
What had happened to her?
She felt herself, she tasted and she smelled: Was this still the boring transparent water ?
Once again she whirled merrily in a circle; the transparent panels of her light-coloured robe danced around her in a cheerful and fragrant manner.
Suddenly she felt: Something had changed her - she had changed; she was Hubert's water.
Refreshing and light, yet fragrant and enticingly feminine.
Now she knew it: she was "eau de Givenchy"!
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