More to wine

A skin of leather, rough and old, a paper crinkled thousand-fold, a dusty room, the scent of pine, would you believe that I mean wine?   A scent of herbs and tar and rose, a land of fog still in your nose, a score of ninety-nine point nine, yet, there is so much more to wine.   A berry colour, dark and red, a million words all left unsaid,…
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Chasing Amadeus – Nine

Isla, December 6th, 2017 My dearest Isla, You’re close and getting closer still, there won’t be too much left until, this chase will finally find its end, for you have number three in hand.   As you’ve been only here one day, I truly do want you to stay, at least a couple moments more – so I hid clue numero four.   Goodbye now to these easy riddles,…
Salzburg
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Chasing Amadeus – Six

Isla, December 5th, 2017 My dearest Isla, For a little second there, I wasn’t sure if you would dare: to board a plane without much clue, to come to Salzburg, strange and new.   But, let me tell you I am proud, to see you here within this crowd. To have you deal with such a task, I know it was a lot to ask.   Now, as it…
Salzburg
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Chasing Amadeus – Three

Isla, November 19th, 2017 My dearest Isla, your birthday has now come and gone, yet the gifts continue on. ’Tis the most special of them all, solving it will be a ball.   It might take wit and courage too, but both of it ‘s combined in you. So, solve the riddles one by one, starting now, it won’t take long:   First off, about the serenade, which you…
London
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Words and Wishes

They are falling – slow for now. In a world full of pain, never landing, somehow.   Words and wishes, there is so much she misses. Wishes and words, fly away now, like birds.   They are falling – quicker now. There is so much to gain, by landing, somehow.  
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