I wrote a few lines which I loved before, so I want to share them.
It was when the character of my book was smelling amortentia and it was quite beautiful. It represented my love.
"I smell warm cinnamon, the type you would smell on a crisp winter day. There's also the smell of leatherback old books, being read for the first time in a while. There's the smell of apples, in which you would smell after taking a bite out of a fresh rosy red one. The last thing I smell is rich coffee, as if I have stepped into a coffee shop in which bursts with different flavours and experiences."
