Kylesa

There in the deep forest, right next to old trees and soft mosses. That's where you'll find them. They exude a velvety, powdery scent. Diffuse mists of soft smoke color the light in sepia violet. Delicate, glittering rays of sunlight...

Hearts that are broken. Lips that taste of tears. Thoughts full of longing. Searching for warmth. Days and nights lost and wandering. Swallowed by the darkness. Two souls destined for each other, who found each other. The female soul...

From the beginning I was influenced by the world of fragrances. My dad has worn Pour un Homme de Caron for at least 60 years. My mom always had several perfumes like, Youth-Dew, Mitsouko and lastly L'eau d'issey. My aunt used to wear shalimar ~ by the gallon....

Dense dark green, gently floating. Warm fusing in light and shade. A small inconspicuous path. Slowly and carefully I follow him into the dark green of the forest. Tender sunbeams gently touch the forest floor. The scent of soft lavender, herbs, leaves...

Their countless violet flowers and umbels sway gently in the warm wind. Like a sea of gentle waves. Bewitching, aware of her beauty. The light is immersed in an unreally iridescent violet dark atmosphere. The horizon is black. Deep black clouds...

I'm sitting on this old bench, wrapped in a warm rug. I look out through the window and observe the events of nature. The winter storm rages across the country with its brute force. White crowns can be seen on the sea. The howling of the wind,...

Christmas was always celebrated with grandma and grandpa. They had a good parlour with a noble couch set from the 50s with soft sand-coloured velvet. At the side stood a finely curved Recamiere made of fine dark leather. And behind it hung a huge...

Is it longing that keeps us imprisoned. Is it the many memories that pull like clouds in the sky. Is it the desire for closeness, painfully sharp in our soul. Or is it the moment that keeps us together forever. This afternoon the sun shone...

Slowly but steadily the darkness surrounds the land. On the horizon there is only a narrow red gold stripe of the longing sun to be seen. A warm sparkling magic, for a short moment of happiness. And suddenly the night embraces you with...

Softly melancholic the wind blows through the crowns of the trees. Their constant whispering penetrates the silence. They tell you a story about their existence. Centuries. They tell you about the delicate scents of the herbs on the forest...

And again a fragrance gives me a beautiful memory. To a place I've told you about before. To this small Greek island in the North Aegean Sea. Samothrace. There is a small town there. Therma. Near Therma there are many springs and countless...

On this day a quiet excitement spread through her. It was already afternoon, the time seemed to fly by. She put on her coat to be on time for her first date. She hastily closed the door behind her and galloped down the stairs in a funny way. On...