Violette Market Diablo Canyon Limited Edition Perfume Oil (Limited)
Mr. Morgan was quiet compared to his chatty wife. He had been quiet in life and was now quiet in death. His wife grew the apples, the black ones, and he pressed them into cider. They didn't make very good apple juice but they made marvelous spiked, hit-ya-over-the-head good apple cider. He had every skeleton counting down the days until he bottled the harvest's bounty. He always bottled a little extra for his own personal stash. It never hurt to partake in a little liquid autumn every now and again. Autumn apple cider, pressed black apples, amber wood, orchard pear, aged cedar wood, vintage patchouli leaf, blood cedar wood, and sweet vetiver.
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