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For us. Forever.
She has already endured everything in her long life. The last great drought, all the dry seasons before that, the seemingly endless search for a redeeming waterhole. Many kilometres under the mercilessly scorching sun. Always fearing for the little ones, wondering if they would make it. Few, dried leaves and branches, hardly anything else, just enough to survive. And always on guard against attacking, devious hyenas, eventually even the predators dare to come out, driven by the same need. Steadfast, they have always defended their herd.
Ever larger parts of their territory are processed by humans agriculturally, made fertile and the food reservoir of the elephants dwindles away. Therefore they come more and more often into conflicts with humans. They have had to save themselves from many villagers who drove them away from their barren, painstakingly fertile fields with spears and firearms. But they also just want to survive.
But worst of all are the poachers. Who cowardly hunt them under cover of darkness, even rushing them with helicopters to the point of absolute panic and then cruelly assassinating them, just for their tusks. Thus they have also lost their guiding cow, who for many years guided them safely through the steppe and forest with her ancient knowledge. How many massacres has she narrowly survived. She can never forget the horrible images. They have wandered in the night, their anguished, agonized screams panicking even the great predators. A wake-up call echoing through the darkness, desperate for help. All of it burned into her soul, forever shrouding her wise eyes with a dark veil.
Yet they live for their community, are loving and full of empathy for the other animals in their herd. One for all, all for one. They grow into this pledge of allegiance as they build their social skills and become a full member of their community.
The dust kicked up by their powerful legs. The smells of the vegetation. The peeled barks of trees, the juicy exotic fruits, the sultry aroma of the forests. And their tanned skin that needs and loves sun, dust, water and mud baths. Lastly, the wind that combines all these flavors, carrying them with it, across the steppe, across the vast land, and a little further. Before, at last, the long-awaited rain sets in.
All this is in this bottle, with the elephant closure.
Yes, and more... a conglomerate of strong spicy aromas and fruits, sweetly heavy florals... and a deep balsamic base. Truly, a fragrance for an elephant, one might think. But of course, it's also a fragrance for all lovers of this scent. And it is a great fragrance. Whether you like him or rather not.
Our elephant cow hesitates for a moment before taking the lead and leading her family to the next promising feeding spot. She's memorized that one before.
We look once again into those beautiful eyes, so deep and warm, full of strength and courage. And full of sensitivity and vulnerability.
They say, "Here I am. Where I step is my country. For us. Forever.
Kenzo Takada, I bow to you and your masterpiece. R.I.P. !.
Ever larger parts of their territory are processed by humans agriculturally, made fertile and the food reservoir of the elephants dwindles away. Therefore they come more and more often into conflicts with humans. They have had to save themselves from many villagers who drove them away from their barren, painstakingly fertile fields with spears and firearms. But they also just want to survive.
But worst of all are the poachers. Who cowardly hunt them under cover of darkness, even rushing them with helicopters to the point of absolute panic and then cruelly assassinating them, just for their tusks. Thus they have also lost their guiding cow, who for many years guided them safely through the steppe and forest with her ancient knowledge. How many massacres has she narrowly survived. She can never forget the horrible images. They have wandered in the night, their anguished, agonized screams panicking even the great predators. A wake-up call echoing through the darkness, desperate for help. All of it burned into her soul, forever shrouding her wise eyes with a dark veil.
Yet they live for their community, are loving and full of empathy for the other animals in their herd. One for all, all for one. They grow into this pledge of allegiance as they build their social skills and become a full member of their community.
The dust kicked up by their powerful legs. The smells of the vegetation. The peeled barks of trees, the juicy exotic fruits, the sultry aroma of the forests. And their tanned skin that needs and loves sun, dust, water and mud baths. Lastly, the wind that combines all these flavors, carrying them with it, across the steppe, across the vast land, and a little further. Before, at last, the long-awaited rain sets in.
All this is in this bottle, with the elephant closure.
Yes, and more... a conglomerate of strong spicy aromas and fruits, sweetly heavy florals... and a deep balsamic base. Truly, a fragrance for an elephant, one might think. But of course, it's also a fragrance for all lovers of this scent. And it is a great fragrance. Whether you like him or rather not.
Our elephant cow hesitates for a moment before taking the lead and leading her family to the next promising feeding spot. She's memorized that one before.
We look once again into those beautiful eyes, so deep and warm, full of strength and courage. And full of sensitivity and vulnerability.
They say, "Here I am. Where I step is my country. For us. Forever.
Kenzo Takada, I bow to you and your masterpiece. R.I.P. !.
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