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  Quoth one of the wordiest humans who ever lived: “Brevity is the soul of wit.”

  This spring we challenged friends and fans to answer that call, baring their souls (and more) in our steamy, Lust-themed #BPAL7wordstory contest

  “Seduce us in seven!” we demanded, promising the winning story would be enshrined in a Limited Edition fragrance. The response was overwhelming — and downright filthy. Over eight hundred entries later, Lust found its new champion. The winning story, submitted via Twitter by @GeekDame, took flight in our perfumer’s imagination and resulted in the following myth-tinged tryst.

  Congrats to the winner, and keep your quills sharp! #BPAL7wordstory is only getting started.

  He breathed smoke across her pomegranate-stained lips.

  Chthonic incense and blood-red pomegranate.

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  What You Want and Being Happy Are Two Quite Different Things Perfume Oil

  The knife’s blade of temptation: sweet pomegranate and fig, carnal tuberose, tobacco leaf, and a trail of smoke.

  Words by Neil Gaiman, art by David Mack.

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  French Tickler Perfume Oil

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  Persephone Perfume Oil

  Daughter of Jove, almighty and divine, come, blessed queen, and to these rites incline:
  Only-begotten, Pluto’s honor’d wife, O venerable Goddess, source of life:
  ‘Tis thine in earth’s profundities to dwell, fast by the wide and dismal gates of hell:
  Jove’s holy offspring, of a beauteous mien, Praxidike, with lovely locks, infernal queen:
  Source of the Eumenides, whose blest frame proceeds from Jove’s ineffable and secret seeds:
  Mother of Eubouleos, Sonorous, divine, and many-form’d, the parent of the vine:
  The dancing Horai attend thee, essence bright, all-ruling virgin, bearing heav’nly light:
  Illustrious, horned, of a bounteous mind, alone desir’d by those of mortal kind.
  O, vernal queen, whom grassy plains delight, sweet to the smell, and pleasing to the sight:
  Whose holy form in budding fruits we view, Earth’s vig’rous offspring of a various hue:
  Espous’d in Autumn: life and death alone to wretched mortals from thy power is known:
  For thine the task according to thy will, life to produce, and all that lives to kill.
  Hear, blessed Goddess, send a rich increase of various fruits from earth, with lovely Peace;
  Send Health with gentle hand, and crown my life with blest abundance, free from noisy strife;
  Last in extreme old age the prey of Death, dismiss we willing to the realms beneath,
  To thy fair palace, and the blissful plains where happy spirits dwell, and Pluto reigns.

  Pomegranate and rose.

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