$30.00
Théodore Gérard
The stage is set for battle! A twist of wool, a rustle of silk, and a hint of cream.
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The Rothschild Canticles, Flanders, 14th c.
One good churn deserves another: butter, cream, and a thump of frankincense.
SkekNa the Slave Master remains silent most of the time, except for occasional sneers and hisses. His action is dominated by kicking, whipping, and herding little Podling slaves. Between meals, the Skeksis sought out skekNa the Slave Master for scraps to appease the raging hunger they always felt. SkekNa was purely and openly evil from the beginning, and without him the work of the Castle would never have been done.
The essence of vile gluttony: an abundance of spices, sweet cakes, thick creams, and opulent liqueurs mixed with the scent of whip leather and rusted padlocks.
Turns out this is a thing that vampires are into. A warm mug of dark chocolate and cream with a dribble of blood.
Sweet cigar smoke, brown wool, Old Furry Touk accord, and a little bit of coffee.
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