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Beeswax, rice powder, white amber, and cherry blossom chypre.
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“Excuse me,” barked Tyler. “Is that your crisp packet?”
“Oh, it’s not just mine,” said the boy. “It’s everybody’s.”
R.P. Tyler drew himself up to his full height. “Young man,’ he said, “how would you feel if I came over to your house and dropped litter everywhere?”
Pollution smiled, wistfully. ‘Very, very pleased,’ he breathed.
“Oh, that would be wonderful.”
Beneath his bike an oil slick puddled a rainbow on the wet road.
A toxic chypre: radioactive green musk, davana, and oozing white amber.
A fable in scent: bone-white sandalwood aged with beeswax and balsam, crushed grass and juniper berries, ambrette seed, and lupine musk.
Art by Drew Rausch!
At this moment the door was flung open, and a shrill voice was heard singing:
‘To the Looking-Glass world it was Alice that said
“I’ve a sceptre in hand, I’ve a crown on my head.
Let the Looking-Glass creatures, whatever they be
Come and dine with the Red Queen, the White Queen, and me!”‘
And hundreds of voices joined in the chorus:
‘Then fill up the glasses as quick as you can,
And sprinkle the table with buttons and bran:
Put cats in the coffee, and mice in the tea —
And welcome Queen Alice with thirty-times-three!’
Then followed a confused noise of cheering, and Alice thought to herself `Thirty times three makes ninety. I wonder if any one’s counting?’ In a minute there was silence again, and the same shrill voice sang another verse:
‘”O Looking-Glass creatures,” quoth Alice, “draw near!
‘Tis an honour to see me, a favour to hear:
‘Tis a privilege high to have dinner and tea
Along with the Red Queen, the White Queen, and me!”‘
Then came the chorus again:
‘Then fill up the glasses with treacle and ink,
Or anything else that is pleasant to drink:
Mix sand with the cider, and wool with the wine —
And welcome Queen Alice with ninety-times-nine!’
Carnation, posies, and white amber with a hint of inky treacle, sandy cider, and wooly wine.
“The Overlight, we called it.
and it is by its colored rays that you will
know your power, oh Skyborn child”
An otherworldly, iridescent shine, casked on-site at the Manifold Elixarium: opalescent lavenderine, sheer white musk, wild bergamot, iris and white amber drifting on a pale cloud of Hearthwood Ash.
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