Effortless Oracle - Keeper of Mysteries
I inhabit that one region where the mind enthralls & lulls the image
My Thoughts 
Dare I to introduce this account with the Homeric words Tell me, O muse, of that ingenious hero[ine] who travelled far and wide in the attempt to find the perfect opening? Perhaps.

Or not, depending on the aetherial winds that do blow in with the light of day. Cruel Apollo, how did you become the patron of the arts? Your bright rays shine harshly, brightly on all, driving the delicate and fleeting thoughts of night into the shadows. Better Artemis to be the gentle patroness of these letters.

Which is what this account shall be. Letters written and set adrift on the arcane electric seas of the computer realm. Dear...

But to whom shall they be written? Myself, lovers, potential lovers, or just to the muses? For those curious eyes that wander the electric seas and find themselves touching briefly upon these shores? For all of the above. Yes for all of those I would whisper to on the wind, in the sound of the sea, in the moonlight, from the sun dancing on wave top...
 Talk to me.
5th-Mar-2009 09:42 am - BPAL: The Dole of the King's Daughter [Bards of Ireland Collection] - 2009
Red roses, blood-flecked lilies, upturned earth, yew branches, and blood mingled with river sand.

Initial sniff from bottle - Wet green. [No, it doesn't make logical sense, but it's what I got.]

Wet on skin - Sandy, aquatic, with a light floral smell. Begins to unfold as it dries down.

Dry on skin - There is still the lily and fresh aquatic, but the rose and earthiness really begin to appear as it dries more. Overall, there is a pleasant, earthy dampness that is complimented by the lily and rose florals.

Staying Power & Throw - Good. This is the kind of scent that I think it would be easy to overdo, and then it would be quite overpowering, but used sparingly on the pulse points, it's lovely.

Overall Opinion - It's very nice. While it isn't enough to make me want to go and buy another bottle, it is a good scent for the damp that is March.

2009 Collection: the Bards of Ireland.

Irish bards were members of a hereditary caste of learned poets. They were officials of the courts of their chieftains and kings, and served as historians, storytellers, and satirists. They were immersed in the rich history of their clan and country, and learned the intricacies of their craft from birth. Their words held so much power that it was believed that a glam dicing, or satirical incantation, spoken by a bard held the magic of a curse.

This series is celebration of great Irish poets and storytellers. Through these poems, we touch the glory, beauty, and grief that permeates the soul of Ireland.
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