Tag: apothecary

Fin’Amor

Le bonheur vient, nous touche et nous parle à genoux Pressons nos mains. Sois grave. Écoute encor… PersonneN’est plus heureux ce soir, n’est plus divin que nous. C’est notre heure éternelle, éternellement grande […]Comme un voile embaumé de rose et de lavande – Pierre Louÿs – Psyché –

Fleur de Poussière

The threshold to the seance parlour has not been crossed for many moons. The air is intoxicating, filled with the scent of a myriad of fainted roses, rich draperies staggered by the dust of time and the resinous memory of incense long gone. Reminding you of times that you could not possibly have known and, […]

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