#62 - Amortentia
Ameliah added the last ingrediant to her simmering potion. A quick glance could tell her the potion was brewed properly; it had a distinct mother-of-pearl sheen to it. She could hardly tell why she had brewed such a potion (it wasn't like she would dare use it on someone). Maybe it was just to see what it'd smell like. Ameliah took out a flask and bottled the potion so she could keep it with her. Now she could always smell what she loved! But what was itl? Opening the flask, Ameliah took a big whiff and smelled peppermints and cinnamon.
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Last edited by ameliah_longbottom; 08-06-2012 at 10:44 PM.
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