Darkness; a sensation of falling—as if he were tumbling down a great hole, like Alice. He fell for a hundred years into darkness. Faces passed him, swimming out of the black, then each face was ripped up and away before he could touch it . . .
Abruptly, and without transition, he was not falling. Now he was in a cave, and he was no longer alone. Shadow stared into familiar eyes: huge, liquid black eyes. They blinked.
Under the earth: yes. He remembered this place. The stink of wet cow. Firelight flickered on the wet cave walls, illuminating the buffalo head, the man’s body, skin the color of brick clay.
“Can’t you people leave me be?” asked Shadow. “I just want to sleep.”
The buffalo man nodded, slowly. His lips did not move, but a voice in Shadow’s head said, “Where are you going, Shadow?”
“Cairo.”
“Why?”
“Where else have I got to go? It’s where Wednesday wants me to go. I drank his mead.” In Shadow’s dream, with the power of dream logic behind it, the obligation seemed unarguable: he drank Wednesday’s mead three times, and sealed the pact—what other choice of action did he have?
The buffalo-headed man reached a hand into the fire, stirring the embers and the broken branches into a blaze. “The storm is coming,” he said. Now there was ash on his hands, and he wiped it onto his hairless chest, leaving soot-black streaks.
“So you people keep telling me. Can I ask you a question?”
There was a pause. A fly settled on the furry forehead. The buffalo man flicked it away. “Ask.”
“Is this true? Are these people really gods? It’s all so . . .” He paused. Then he said, “impossible,” which was not exactly the word he had been going for but seemed to be the best he could do.
“What are gods?” asked the buffalo man.
“I don’t know,” said Shadow.
Warm dark brown musk, woodsmoke, and deep pools of labdanum.
suntannedcactus147 –
This really brings me back to the imports store we used to have in town. It’s a warm, welcoming smell, with a hint of spice – not so much it burns, but more like a cinnamon sweet or a good cup of chai. It kinda hits acrid out of the bottle (I have the imp), but it softens into a happy haze on my skin. Think shopping for incense, or a witch’s altar scented with fragrant herbs and food offerings. I think it would wear very well on many different skin types and for many genders!
gaia.earth24 –
Okay I have to leave another review because I have been wearing this nonstop for almost a week. It’s been less than a year since I bought this scent and it hasn’t changed much but I definitely can smell the lavender now. I don’t know why I associate this smell with curry and I feel like it’s not the best term to describe this scent but it is tantalizing. Any time I want something a little spicy and warm I reach for this scent. I forgot I had it for a while and almost got rid of it after my first review but this past week I have been wearing it nonstop. My partner loves it on me. I love it on me. It’s complex and I can’t stop sniffing my wrists. It still doesn’t last super long which is disappointing but it’s not going to stop me from wearing it and maybe buying a bigger bottle in the future.
gaia.earth24 –
The first I tried this I was disappointed. Out of the bottle it smell like curry and soap. On my skin is calms down to incense, smoke, booze, and (still) curry. I don’t really get the lavender. After a day or two I tried it again and once the curry smell fades it is a delicious warm and spicy scent that is a little addicting. Hopefully it’ll just get better as it ages. The scent barely lasted two hours on me so this is a “keep it in your purse” kinda perfume. Would definitely wear to a speakeasy.
Amanda –
Yuuuumy. It’s deliciously dark with just tiny wisps of the lavender in it. It works perfectly for my husband, but can easily be gender neutral because I think there’s enough sweetness under the dark to really make it interesting. It’s strong on him and I hope that means it’ll last all day. Viscompte de valoir was good on him too, but didn’t last very long
movie maven –
Love Nag-Champa incense and also sandalwood & bits of lavender so on my first purchase i choose to try an imp, years ago. Only problem was my husband thought it to masculine on me, though he too enjoys the incense…? Odd. However, it’s still a secret indulgence & pleasure of mine.
sglonder –
Probably my favorite from my recent order – the scents all really come together into something hippie-ish and enchanting – deep, but soft – the other reviews are spot on. plus, it’s one of the few that really lasts on me.
jtilley –
Incredibly pungent and mysterious….the nag champa and sandalwood are earthy and dominant but the lavender is present and softens the nose… My wife loves it on me…. Smoky and rich….
alina.m.hensley –
I absolutely agree with the above statement that Gaueko is a sleeper. No one knows about it. I discovered it on accident while playing in a box of my friend’s imps, and instantly knew I’d found “the one”. Everyone who smells this on me loves it. They never think it’s perfume, really, they just think I smell like that. A friend of mine describes it as warm and spicy, like Stevie Nicks’ tour bus. The Nag Champa, Sandalwood, and Patchouli in it really resonate (hahaha, resin-ate, get it,) they hum! But they are really softened and rounded out by the Lavender and Labdanum. It’s a very full, very warm “hippie” smell, flawlessly executed, and I’m about to buy my sixth bottle.
lookingglass –
I’ve always thought of Gaueko as a sleeper. Of all of the hundreds of BPALs my partner has tried, this one one of his first, and sill a favorite, over 10 years later. The lavender is very dominant over the bottle, but quickly settles into a complex fresh yet creamy blend with the incense and resins. It ends up being fresh, but smoldering and so sexy.