Poesie Perfume Thornfield Collection General Catalog Perfume Oil (Available)
You — you strange, you almost unearthly thing! — I love as my own flesh. You — poor and obscure, and small and plain as you are — I entreat to accept me as a husband.
Perhaps she was a fairy creature, strayed from a mystic midnight gathering. The scent of the forest clung to her — moss and ivy entwined, an overturned log studded with tiny mushrooms, one ripe peach, & a circle of fairy flowers.
Notes:moss and ivy entwined, an overturned log studded with tiny mushrooms, one ripe peach, a circle of fairy flowers, white amber
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