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Weight | 1 oz |
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$30.00
The conservation of emotional energy and deep magic to survive the most forbidding winters.
Bittersweet apples encased in ice.
Weight | 1 oz |
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You hear a tittering of laughter: high-pitched and discordant, like bent, cracked silver bells clattering onto sheets of rusted metal. In the gloom of a dilapidated tent, the glow of small red eyes reflects on shining steel blades.
Dust and dead, dry flowers, ice-cold skin, the swish of a metal blade, and a memory of honey.
What global warming? Slivers of ice to cool things down, lavender and hops flower to soothe the nerves.
Proceeds benefit getting the goddamn AC fixed in the front parlor at BPAL so Teddy and Claire don’t sweat to death and we don’t roast people alive at Lunacy.
For those who move among the dead-hearted creating, caring and inventing.
Pumpkin rind and wild grasses, bourbon-soaked apples, tonka bean, smoked vetiver, and a mulled brew of star anise, clove, and black peppercorn.
That’s right, we added squished apples to marshmallows in pursuit of maximum squishiness. Give us the Nobel Prize already! You can squish the resulting concoction directly into your hairs: pillowy marshmallow fluff infused with a cidery sparkle.
BanxeXx –
I’m looking forward to how this ages! Very sharp, like Granny Smith apple. Frosty, chilled, it’s a straightforward scent. My only worry is it turning sour in an unpleasant way. A little goes a long way for this one. It’s got quite the bite to it, which is exactly what I was wanting! 🙂