​ The Aroma wizened her nostrils and agitated the olfactory bulb.

Humiliation was dawned on the fragrance of roses brought by him and its pollens withered in the soft winds to reach the cup of Elixir.
She kept the novel on her lap and lifted the ceramic cup.
The Coffee-foam laughed on the roses as it touched her lips before they could.


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