古龙香水沉默的秘方与消逝的记忆
古龙香水：沉默的秘方与消逝的记忆
在一座古老而又神秘的城镇中，有一家名为“龙之梦”的香水店。店主是一个身着长袍，眼里闪烁着智慧光芒的老人，他自称是古龙下人的后裔，继承了祖辈们精湛的手艺和深藏的心法。
这家店 sells all kinds of fragrances, from the sweetest rose to the most pungent musk. But among all these scents, there is one that stands out - a fragrance called "Ancient Dragon". It is said that this scent holds the essence of an ancient dragon's breath, a mythical creature that once roamed the land.
The shopkeeper would often tell customers about the legend of Ancient Dragon. According to him, this dragon was not just any ordinary creature. It was said to possess great wisdom and power, and its breath could heal or destroy as it pleased.
One day, a young woman named Ling came to visit the shopkeeper. She had heard about his legendary fragrance and wanted to know more about it. The shopkeeper smiled at her curiosity and invited her into his store.
As they walked in, Ling noticed something peculiar - there were no shelves filled with bottles like she had seen in other shops before. Instead, there were small tables scattered around with various ingredients on them: dried flowers, herbs, spices... And at each table sat an old man who looked identical to the shopkeeper.
"Who are these men?" Ling asked curiously.
"These are my apprentices," replied the shopkeeper with pride. "They have been learning from me for years now."
Ling watched as they worked diligently on their respective tables. They seemed so focused on their task but never spoke a word between themselves or even acknowledged each other's presence.
"What are you making here?" she asked one of them directly but received no response in return except for another blank stare from those eyes that seemed devoid of any emotions or thoughts whatsoever...
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Intrigued by what she saw before her eyes but unable find any answer herself due to such silence coming back; She decided then & there – whatever this place might hold inside its walls—she will uncover it! So began her journey within those mysterious walls where time itself became meaningless when you stepped foot inside; As if clock hands ceased ticking altogether while whispers echoed through corridors which only existed during daylight hours alone!
So let’s proceed further down into our tale where secrets await us waiting patiently upon every corner turned taken step by step—without fear nor hesitation though perhaps some trepidation did cross my mind too since I knew nothing about what lay ahead!
