Welcome to week two and it is time to play with senses again! This time we are focusing heavily on scent - specifically those scents associated with death. This can be taken very literally or it could be fuelled by your own memories of a death.
Hospital
Thick, cloying cloud of ammonia - falsity of flowers, of citrus. Heavy as a world collapsing between your shoulders. Damask roses withering on a windowsill - water near fetid, verdant and muddied. Somewhere behind the veil of
brutal cleanliness; delicate note of earl grey, normalcy. All of this - a bouquet of hope extinguished.
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