I like this day; I like that sky of steel; I like the sternness and stillness of the world under this frost. I like Thornfield.
The fire broke out at dead of night and she danced in the flames. Mysterious, intoxicating, and irresistible. Some people just like to watch the world burn.
Notes:burned wood and lingering smoke, our Vanille accord, the barest hint of pumpkin pie spices
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