Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab (BPAL) Neil Gaiman : Coraline General Catalog Perfume Oil (Available)
The boy with the dirty face stood up and hugged Coraline tightly. "Take comfort in this," he whispered. "Th'art alive. Thou livest."
And in her dream Coraline saw that the sun had set and the stars were twinkling in the darkening sky.
Coraline stood in the meadow, and she watched as the three children (two of them walking, one flying) went away from her across the grass, silver in the light of the huge moon.
The three of them came to a small wooden bridge over a stream. They stopped there and turned and waved, and Coraline waved back.
And what came after was darkness.
Bittersweet: the scent of forgetfulness, peace, and oblivion. Like asphodel petals on moonlit water.
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