Realm of Deathstalker Castle, City of Immortalis
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Once upon a time  a lady arrived.
Far, so very far,  from  home.
Her name ?  Mánŏn. 
Mánŏn Guerlain.
​    She began.......The House of Guerlain, Perfumery.

The stuff of legend?  Famine or fame ?
Only time would would tell.

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House of Guerlain
19 High Street

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​​I am   Mánŏn..... Mánŏn Guerlain.
Owner of
​the House of Guerlain.
Perfumery.


​19 High Street
City of Immortalis.
(Oasiz Server)

         



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      Welcome within. 

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​Perfume.
                Beautifully presented.
             
Liquid  perfection's
                                 silent  expressions.....


It is my pleasure....  to create 
      for
            you.

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Inner workings

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Second floor private living spaces

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​We go out for a walk, Lilly and I. A little walk about town kind of thing.  Enjoying the sights and sounds, the scents. 
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Lilly disappears, only to return with her prize, her steal. Presenting it to me with such a smile who could become angry? Holding  a flower from a Vendor. She has no coin so I pay up, mollifying the  enraged Vendor.  But. Behind that enraged face, he's laughing. I can tell.  I speak harshly to Lilly about the perils of stealing.  For she would be tasty  fried and served with catsup. 

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Some times I wander to the Valley of the Horses.  I harvest the wild flowers  growing in rich profusion there.  The splendor of their scent is  no comparison  to their cultivated cousins. 
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I bring a lunch and sit on a rocky outcrop watching these  majestic creatures at  play on the hills and in the fields   of their sacred valley. 

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