I Brought You Frankincense Original Novels & Stories

“You’re really good, Master!” Melanie gave him a thumbs up. “You can already identify it even when I only added a little. To be honest, I wanted to add the smell of sandalwood into it, but I didn’t want the strong scent, so I chose ground pepper instead. Compared to sandalwood, ground pepper is more subtle.”

I explained. “I have one last thing,” I said as I reached into a pouch and pulled out an item wrapped in fabric. Pulling back the fabric, I offered a golden baby rattle of an asphodel flower covered with a clear resin from the mastic tree. I’d gone to some lengths to ensure that the gift was suitable for an infant and that while it was edible for her to chew on, it wouldn’t break easily. “This is just a gift from us to celebrate your daughter,” I said.

I carefully unwrap the package and take out the fruity scenting incense the client has packaged for me to advertise. I switch on my medium sized electric incense burner and open up one glass bottle, labeled 'orange' and spray some of it over the now hot burner. It smells heavenly and I say so to the camera. "It's perfect for when you're going out and you don't want to use perfume, you'll have a fruity scent emanating from you wherever you turn, isn't that nice?" I show the camera other well packaged bottles of fruity incense and turn off the camera when I'm done. Then, I d******d the video to my laptop and begin editing it for posting later. I hear the bedroom door shut and I turn to wait fo

I opened it. My brows furrowed. Inside lay several slender wooden sticks, neatly arranged. I picked one up, sniffing it. Oakwood. Lavender. I sniffed it again. Something else that I hadn’t seen before but still it felt familiar. Incense. I closed the door behind me, cradling the box closely to my chest. A trial wouldn’t hurt. If it was bad for me, I'd toss it in the trash, if I worked… win-win. So I lit up one of the wooden incense, the smoke curled up dancing to the tune of the wind and the scent filled the room almost immediately,

"It's nothing, Mr. Zimmer. If you really want to thank me, you just have to give me some medicinal ingredients." "Of course! Just tell me what you need, Mr. Lawrence. It would be no issue as long as we have it here in Flora Hall." Dan was actually beside himself with joy—he was just racking his brains on how to get in Frank's good graces! "I need a tuft of Skyfresh Vine to make a pill," Frank said. "I was told you have some, but it's not for sale. Is that true?" Dan was laughing as he stroked his beard. "We certainly do—it's thirty-six inches in length, and you can have it if you want, Mr. Lawrence."

Well, this was unexpected. “Can I ask what is in it? It smells better than what I have, and if it works I would like to try it.” “Yes sir, it is a blend of cloves, cinnamon, lemon, eucalyptus, and rosemary. You can apply it all over your body but focus on the head. Just watch your mouth and eyes.” He responded cautiously, clearly not quite trusting me. “Tell me,” I asked conversationally. “Were you by chance spice merchants before the plague?”

Joy. My hands moved before my brain caught up. I reached for chamomile extract, golden and sweet-smelling. Then apricot kernel essence... fruity and soft. Amber resin, warm and deep, scraped from ancient trees. And finally, a pinch of powdered sandalwood, like sun on old wood. Ten minutes. I lit the flame beneath my flask with a whispered word. The stabilizing ether sizzled when it hit the mix. My hands shook, just a little, as I swirled it all together. I held my breath. Please. Please work.

She taps her index fingers to her chin "I think he'll like the beef jerky" I'm nodding. "Is there anything else you want to buy?" I shook my head "I'll just wait here" I feel bad. She brought me various dried exotic fruits and rare black tea from the northern mountains grown by the Crimson Witch. It claim is can maintain beauty and youthful. And all of that was bought with Azura's money since I'm broke. I promise to repay her. I don't feel like buying again. Besides, I don't need anything. "I'll just wait here"

"Do you like this adorable packing? How can such a beautiful young lady like you not have exclusive taste? You have to be confident since you are such a beauty! Let me tell you a secret. Our perfume has thousands of fragrances and it changes according to your body temperature and mood. As for you, I am sure you can emit the most amazing fragrance. You can either choose a bottle or two, three, or even four bottles of different combinations. It will bring you different surprises and freshness every month. What do you think?" Seeing that the woman seemed to be a little persuaded, Rose pointed to the four beautiful bottles of different colors in the transparent box. "The scent of this perfume is

The steady, clean scent of a place where every bottle had a place and every place had a label. I set the bag on the third bench, peeled the top open, and started laying out what I’d bought. Hibiscus. Sandalwood. Wolfbane. Two packets of dried roots labeled wrong that I relabeled right. Mira hovered on the other side of the bench until I pointed to the stool. “Sit,” I said. “You don’t touch anything until I say.” She sat. She didn’t touch anything. “Gloves,” I said. She slid them on. “Like this?”