Soy Wax Melts
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The song of the Siren sliced through the thick fog, enticing the sailors to follow its seductive melody. As the song grew louder, the sailors’ nostrils were soon filled with an intoxicating mixture of white jasmine, earthy musk, and a tempting touch of tangerine. The fog began to lift and the sailors could see gorgeous creatures with metallic tails of pink and green both in the water and on the island ahead. Fully enveloped by song and scent, the sailors steered their ships closer to the Sirens and overlooked the perilous rocks surrounding them.
As he bobbed up and down in the sea, the sailor took one last look at what was left of his ship from the relentless storm. Weak and weary, the sailor allowed the sea to surround him and he sank into the depths below. He felt a tug and opened his eyes. Two angelic Mermaids carried him to the warm, sun-soaked safety of a sandy beach. Exhausted, the sailor sat on the sand breathing in the luscious tropical smell of papaya and mango and watch as the mystical creatures’ tails disappeared back into the sea.
In the murky abyss of the sea, an exotic and nefarious creature is active in her chamber. Gazing into her magic pool, the Sea Witch conjures up a spell for the ships approaching. She carefully chooses among the glass jars on her shelves. She tosses in a speck of eucalyptus, a dash of intoxicating jasmine, a sprinkling of radiant freesia, and hint of zesty lime to create the perfect storm. The magic pool begins to erupt, and a thick fog emerges. Smiling now, she watches as the ships spin out of control.
As I made my way down the forest path, I breathed in the earthy scent of moss-covered oak trees. I followed the thunderous sound of a waterfall deep into the forest. As the sound grew louder, I felt a cool mist dampen my face and the sweet smell of honeysuckle filled the air. Parting the branches blocking my view, I was met with the friendly eyes of tree trunks and pasted colored fairies with gossamer wings flying effortlessly around me. The beauty and whimsy of this hidden gem charmed me to return for years to come.
Ichabod Crane left the party at Castle Van Tassel. He hurried home in the gloom of night along the dusky road, surrounded by dark woods. In the hush of midnight, he heard the rustling of aged leaves on branches and felt the crisp air on his face. The covered bridge towards Sleepy Hollow was just ahead. Glancing behind him, the moonlight revealed a massive horseman mounted on a dark horse carrying his head by his side. The air filled with smoke as Ichabod urged his horse onward at a blistering pace across the bridge. A fiery pumpkin hurled through the air and exploded on contact. As the smoke cleared, only the sound of wind and leaves remained.
Blackbeard looked around the dusky tavern at his men bellowing out in celebratory song. Ale was flowing and pipes were ablaze. The air was rich with sweet tobacco that Blackbeard and his crew had taken from a merchant ship that day. Admiring his bounty, Blackbeard stood upon the table with his black leather boots and shouted to his men, “A might bounty indeed! Drink up men, for we set sail at dawn.” He grinned at the sight of his chest of treasure illuminated in gold by the crackling fire. Tomorrow will be even better, he thought.
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Blackbeard's Bounty, Enchanted Forest, Mermaid Tales, Sea Witch, Siren's Song, Sleepy Hollow