Apa Penyebab Tidak Bisa Mencium Bau นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Father interrupted our tiff to redirect our attention and the conversation, “Witches. Yes? Or No?” He glared at Cohen, staring him down for an answer. “No. You always smell sulfur with the witches. I smelled it the night her scent and her mother’s scent became known. Goddess, everyone smelled the sulfur and then an underlying fragrance…” he trailed off before refocusing, “but now…no, just suddenly you can smell a VERY subtle perfuming of this scent, and just when you think you are getting close to her…nothing. The scent is gone, as if it never was there. I can’t explain it.”

They are now facing each other and breathing on each other's face. “You give off a strong smell of alcohol,” comes from Francois, which made Marianne come to her senses and she released her hold on him immediately. Then she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to brush her teeth. The food that she had taken for dinner had strong flavours, and mixing that with alcohol could end up into a repugnant smell when waking up in the morning. She wanted to put her hand on her mouth, just to check if her breath stinks, but doing so in front of Francois would be taking away the tiny bit of dignity that she has left.

Aunt Jo follows suit, telling me how much Jayne would like this ritual. I looked around for Father Nicholas, but I still couldn’t see him. He may be privately offering guidance to someone. I will stay afterward, even if it is just to say hello. “The artwork is beautiful. Look at the detail on those sculptures,” Aunt Jo says as she looks around. “It smells funny, though.” “It’s incense.” “Jayne’s always had a floral smell. This smells spicy and with a hint of rotten flesh.” She says, pulling a face. “Maybe your hormones are out of whack. According to what I learned in class, pregnancy can affect the sense of smell.” I told her.

Rey Jhon slammed the bathroom door shut. He was trying his best not to breathe in the awful smell that seemed to crawl deep into his system. The stink was so strong and it was getting into his nerves, it felt like it was punching his nose again and again. He pinched his nose while grabbing the most expensive alcohol from his bag and he sprayed it all over the bathroom. He would rather waste his alcohol than to smell that disgusting odor.

Cheap cologne had a heavy musky smell strong enough to cause her to choke with one sniff. Her brothers often made fun of her obsession with smells claiming she was part bloodhound. But it wasn’t as if her sense of smell was any better or worse than theirs, she just paid more attention to it because she couldn’t rely on her sight. It was the same with her hearing.