07/08/2021
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A gloomy mist
God damn O'Skeeve! The captain must have thought that for the hundredth time in the last hour. If you're sailing in these waters, and on a cloudless day a gloomy shimmering bank of fog suddenly appears in front of your bow, you don't sail into it! Every child knows that! Everyone knew the stories of sea monsters, of ships that simply disappeared or only reappeared as empty hulls. Or the stories of the few survivors. Stories of tentacles and eyes and seething water, bursting planks and cracking bones. And of teeth - always many, many teeth. You know that, O'Skeeve, you fool!
Admittedly, it was too late now. They had been in the fog for hours, had no idea where they were going or what might await them. Freilicht, for a gloomy fog it smelled very good, like tea and spices. And to be honest, it wasn't really gloomy, but rather light and almost friendly. That's what made it so creepy, after all.
Suddenly a jolt went through the Miss Fortune and the little bit of sailing they had been doing came to an abrupt end. The water around them bubbled and glowed, mist rising, thicker than ever. The eerily beautiful scent grew stronger, overriding the smell of the ship, the wood, and the ever-present rum. Even from the galley, nothing could be smelled, except a little smoke. This would almost have been a cause for rejoicing had not huge tentacles with suckers the size of palms wrapped around the ship at that moment. Eyes stared at them from the glowing water, considerably more than two and dark as hell. Oh great, that's that, the captain thought to himself, at least hell smells good.
Then they heard a voice, thundering like the surf on a treacherous reef, "You have invaded my realm for this I will destroy you - normally, but I am already full, just had an English schooner a few hours ago, so I will spare you (sic!)!"
"Did the schooner happen to be carrying tea and spices?" asked the captain, overhearing the sea monster's erratic humor. Octopuses aren't exactly known for their humor either.
"Oh yes, very tasty, but now I'm insanely hyper!" it grumbled.
"Oh, well, let's not disturb you any longer" the captain assured it quickly.
"Not so fast, you worm! One of you must stay here, as a sacrifice, that the others may be spared (sic!)!"
All eyes turned to O'Skeeve. Normally, he wasn't the most mentally alert, but in this looming personal disaster situation, he was surprisingly agile: "Uh, dear sea monster ... isn't there perhaps another ... um ... other possibility?"
For a long time it only bubbled, then the thunderous voice was heard again, "Yes, there would be a possibility! If from now on you sail the seas as honorable men, renounce the skull and crossbones flag, and do only good, then I will spare (sic!) you all!"
The fog lifted, the sun melted away the last remnants, like thoughts of a bad dream. They set course for Cuba, there was everything there. Goods, services, sailors. The captain himself was at the helm...
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Tenebrous Mist starts with tea. Chai, to be exact, black tea with spices, clove foremost, but possibly some cinnamon, cardamom, and nutmeg; I can't say for sure. The whole thing is sweetened, but not so much as to be distracting. With time comes some wood, which I don't recognize as sandalwood here, some smoke, which should be more pronounced for my taste, and a little sip of rum. Dark there is nothing, the name makes no sense here.
Over all this hovers a light veil, probably of musk, which I can not quite grasp. This is probably the fog and that has fog so in itself. Or maybe it's the steam over the hot tea. It holds everything together, but also dampens the other notes a bit, it seems to me. I'd be interested to see what the scent would be like without this mist, but then there would be nothing left of the name.
Towards the base, the fragrance then becomes creamier. Now you can recognize sandalwood and also musk becomes clearer. In addition, there is a small resin note. The spiced tea is still recognizable, but goes back a little. I didn't notice anything of the sea spray, no salt, no aquatic either. But that would have just spoiled the tea for me.
Tenebrous Mist is for me a very fine, never loud spice tea scent and as such one of the best I've been allowed to test so far (which does not have to mean anything, tea scents are not my specialty). The durability is such a thing: reasonably perceptible he is so 5-6 hours. Directly with the nose on the spray site, however, he is still recognizable after 7-8 hours. The silage is low from the beginning and quickly becomes close to the body.
Thanks to Captain Blood X. Clat from the Flying Helvetian!
Admittedly, it was too late now. They had been in the fog for hours, had no idea where they were going or what might await them. Freilicht, for a gloomy fog it smelled very good, like tea and spices. And to be honest, it wasn't really gloomy, but rather light and almost friendly. That's what made it so creepy, after all.
Suddenly a jolt went through the Miss Fortune and the little bit of sailing they had been doing came to an abrupt end. The water around them bubbled and glowed, mist rising, thicker than ever. The eerily beautiful scent grew stronger, overriding the smell of the ship, the wood, and the ever-present rum. Even from the galley, nothing could be smelled, except a little smoke. This would almost have been a cause for rejoicing had not huge tentacles with suckers the size of palms wrapped around the ship at that moment. Eyes stared at them from the glowing water, considerably more than two and dark as hell. Oh great, that's that, the captain thought to himself, at least hell smells good.
Then they heard a voice, thundering like the surf on a treacherous reef, "You have invaded my realm for this I will destroy you - normally, but I am already full, just had an English schooner a few hours ago, so I will spare you (sic!)!"
"Did the schooner happen to be carrying tea and spices?" asked the captain, overhearing the sea monster's erratic humor. Octopuses aren't exactly known for their humor either.
"Oh yes, very tasty, but now I'm insanely hyper!" it grumbled.
"Oh, well, let's not disturb you any longer" the captain assured it quickly.
"Not so fast, you worm! One of you must stay here, as a sacrifice, that the others may be spared (sic!)!"
All eyes turned to O'Skeeve. Normally, he wasn't the most mentally alert, but in this looming personal disaster situation, he was surprisingly agile: "Uh, dear sea monster ... isn't there perhaps another ... um ... other possibility?"
For a long time it only bubbled, then the thunderous voice was heard again, "Yes, there would be a possibility! If from now on you sail the seas as honorable men, renounce the skull and crossbones flag, and do only good, then I will spare (sic!) you all!"
The fog lifted, the sun melted away the last remnants, like thoughts of a bad dream. They set course for Cuba, there was everything there. Goods, services, sailors. The captain himself was at the helm...
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Tenebrous Mist starts with tea. Chai, to be exact, black tea with spices, clove foremost, but possibly some cinnamon, cardamom, and nutmeg; I can't say for sure. The whole thing is sweetened, but not so much as to be distracting. With time comes some wood, which I don't recognize as sandalwood here, some smoke, which should be more pronounced for my taste, and a little sip of rum. Dark there is nothing, the name makes no sense here.
Over all this hovers a light veil, probably of musk, which I can not quite grasp. This is probably the fog and that has fog so in itself. Or maybe it's the steam over the hot tea. It holds everything together, but also dampens the other notes a bit, it seems to me. I'd be interested to see what the scent would be like without this mist, but then there would be nothing left of the name.
Towards the base, the fragrance then becomes creamier. Now you can recognize sandalwood and also musk becomes clearer. In addition, there is a small resin note. The spiced tea is still recognizable, but goes back a little. I didn't notice anything of the sea spray, no salt, no aquatic either. But that would have just spoiled the tea for me.
Tenebrous Mist is for me a very fine, never loud spice tea scent and as such one of the best I've been allowed to test so far (which does not have to mean anything, tea scents are not my specialty). The durability is such a thing: reasonably perceptible he is so 5-6 hours. Directly with the nose on the spray site, however, he is still recognizable after 7-8 hours. The silage is low from the beginning and quickly becomes close to the body.
Thanks to Captain Blood X. Clat from the Flying Helvetian!
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