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Heartfire
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When even confusion is confused...
"Doctor, the patient would then be ready for the amber infusion!"
"Fine, hand me the bottle, nurse. I’ll dose this guy so heavily that he can leave our facility in just 23 minutes!"
Said and done. Nurse Davana nervously hands Doctor Cardamom from the Musk Rock the "Shaghaf Amber Infusion | Swiss Arabian," but promptly drops it. "You stupid whore!" the Doc snaps and pulls out a new bottle from the depths of his blue jeans. "Good thing I have a backup!" he bellows, uncaps the bottle, and sprays 100ml at the sedated patient towards his jawline. The cloud of fragrance is almost physically tangible, everything shakes and wobbles. "Wait a minute!" Doctor Cardamom from the Musk Rock suddenly exclaims. "This is not an amber infusion! It smells totally like apricot!" Surprised and disgusted at the same time, he throws the empty bottle in a high arc into the fireplace fueled by fresh cedar wood, causing a ginger root to fall to the ground somewhere far away. "That wasn't me." the Doc mumbles into his beard and pulls out his leather whip. "Come on, nurse. We have work to do." Nurse Davana giggles awkwardly. "But, but, Doctor! Shouldn't we first revive the patient? We must still have an antidote for apricot intoxication somewhere in the medicine cabinet..." But the Doc quickly waves her off. "The patient can be discharged as cured!" Determined, but rather casually, he gives the bed a strong shove, sending it along with the patient rolling down the hallway at over 80 miles per hour towards the staircase. And the moral of the story? There isn’t one, but it doesn’t smell like amber!
"Fine, hand me the bottle, nurse. I’ll dose this guy so heavily that he can leave our facility in just 23 minutes!"
Said and done. Nurse Davana nervously hands Doctor Cardamom from the Musk Rock the "Shaghaf Amber Infusion | Swiss Arabian," but promptly drops it. "You stupid whore!" the Doc snaps and pulls out a new bottle from the depths of his blue jeans. "Good thing I have a backup!" he bellows, uncaps the bottle, and sprays 100ml at the sedated patient towards his jawline. The cloud of fragrance is almost physically tangible, everything shakes and wobbles. "Wait a minute!" Doctor Cardamom from the Musk Rock suddenly exclaims. "This is not an amber infusion! It smells totally like apricot!" Surprised and disgusted at the same time, he throws the empty bottle in a high arc into the fireplace fueled by fresh cedar wood, causing a ginger root to fall to the ground somewhere far away. "That wasn't me." the Doc mumbles into his beard and pulls out his leather whip. "Come on, nurse. We have work to do." Nurse Davana giggles awkwardly. "But, but, Doctor! Shouldn't we first revive the patient? We must still have an antidote for apricot intoxication somewhere in the medicine cabinet..." But the Doc quickly waves her off. "The patient can be discharged as cured!" Determined, but rather casually, he gives the bed a strong shove, sending it along with the patient rolling down the hallway at over 80 miles per hour towards the staircase. And the moral of the story? There isn’t one, but it doesn’t smell like amber!
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Top Notes
Apricot
Amber
Cardamom
Ginger
Heart Notes
Apple
Lily of the valley
Vanilla
Davana
Cedarwood
Base Notes
Musk
Frankincense
Leather
Patchouli



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