This Is Him! Zadig & Voltaire 2016
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"You know nothing, Jon Snow!"
Back to the Wall. To the North. The true North.
Winter is coming and I put on the black again. I saddle my horse, pack the bags full of what I have found.
Bread. Water. And spices.
Among them, pepper.
Black like my hair.
Vanilla pods. This scent reminds me of childhood days. After the heavy combat exercises in the yard, there was often pastry in the kitchen that smelled like this.
I managed to get some incense. The old priest always smelled of it. This fragrance always gave him something sublime and mysterious, along with the long robes. A wise man.
And finally, sandalwood. That must come from the direction of Essos. Because here, or north of the Wall, you don't find such things. So far.
Maybe I can use some of it, or trade it on the way. You never know.
Spirit, my shadow wolf looks at me. He is driven. Like me. We must go.
I put the bridle on the horse and call my brothers to me.
“Men, we have a hard and long road ahead of us. Stay together, we must reach the Wall before nightfall!”
Winter is coming.
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If this perfume were to be assigned to a character, I would choose Jon Snow.
The scent captures for me the scenario described above.
Maybe someone recognizes themselves in it.
Maybe you do. Perhaps you are also on a journey into the cold and need a coat, like this masterpiece (in my eyes).
M.
Winter is coming and I put on the black again. I saddle my horse, pack the bags full of what I have found.
Bread. Water. And spices.
Among them, pepper.
Black like my hair.
Vanilla pods. This scent reminds me of childhood days. After the heavy combat exercises in the yard, there was often pastry in the kitchen that smelled like this.
I managed to get some incense. The old priest always smelled of it. This fragrance always gave him something sublime and mysterious, along with the long robes. A wise man.
And finally, sandalwood. That must come from the direction of Essos. Because here, or north of the Wall, you don't find such things. So far.
Maybe I can use some of it, or trade it on the way. You never know.
Spirit, my shadow wolf looks at me. He is driven. Like me. We must go.
I put the bridle on the horse and call my brothers to me.
“Men, we have a hard and long road ahead of us. Stay together, we must reach the Wall before nightfall!”
Winter is coming.
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If this perfume were to be assigned to a character, I would choose Jon Snow.
The scent captures for me the scenario described above.
Maybe someone recognizes themselves in it.
Maybe you do. Perhaps you are also on a journey into the cold and need a coat, like this masterpiece (in my eyes).
M.
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Still, my condolences to everyone who had to watch GOT in German.
His name is Jon Snow!