Apple blossom
Hyacinth
Jasmine
Narcissus
Neroli
Oregano
Petitgrain
Rose
Violet
Violet leaf
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Mombasa333
Lost in the Flower Labyrinth
It is a cold spring morning in Great Britain and before me lies a labyrinth of flowers.
I step in and at first I perceive something piercing, an experience like the first brief moment of "Alexandria II (Parfum) | XerJoff", but with less rose and more daffodil, which fades just as quickly as it arrives.
After the first few meters, I continue on and white jasmine blossoms pave the ground, before the colors of the flowers become bluer and bluer, and I am increasingly enveloped by floral notes with each curve.
Alongside the previously gentle path, after a few more meters, something dull, something heavy accompanies me. The ground becomes uneven. I fall to the ground and land softly on hyacinths. Initially surprised by the changed surroundings, I get up and continue following the path, which, still uneven and harder to traverse, guides me towards the center, the destination, with the help of jasmine-studded rose vines.
I find myself in a clearing. Here, balance reigns. No more individual signposts, no unevenness. Everything previously felt grows here in harmony and I linger here. After about 6 hours, the hedges lower and I am ready for my further journey. If it should be the flower labyrinth again, then I know where the little bottle stands.
I step in and at first I perceive something piercing, an experience like the first brief moment of "Alexandria II (Parfum) | XerJoff", but with less rose and more daffodil, which fades just as quickly as it arrives.
After the first few meters, I continue on and white jasmine blossoms pave the ground, before the colors of the flowers become bluer and bluer, and I am increasingly enveloped by floral notes with each curve.
Alongside the previously gentle path, after a few more meters, something dull, something heavy accompanies me. The ground becomes uneven. I fall to the ground and land softly on hyacinths. Initially surprised by the changed surroundings, I get up and continue following the path, which, still uneven and harder to traverse, guides me towards the center, the destination, with the help of jasmine-studded rose vines.
I find myself in a clearing. Here, balance reigns. No more individual signposts, no unevenness. Everything previously felt grows here in harmony and I linger here. After about 6 hours, the hedges lower and I am ready for my further journey. If it should be the flower labyrinth again, then I know where the little bottle stands.
Bille74
