Muted laughter, discordant whispers-anticipation of delight - the midnight performance is about to begin. The heavy velvet curtain and dense velvet air are impregnated with night Jasmine, the subtle aroma of chocolates, powder and dust.
The music is getting louder every minute, the sound bursts through the sweet air, but it doesn't stop my heart from beating.
It appears under the dome of the circus transparent and thin, like a feather, it slowly descends, and without touching the arena floats smoothly in the air, as mermaids swim in their waters.
My gaze meets her burning eyes. She lets go of her trapeze and flies down. Languid waves of pleasure are replaced by a burning sense of danger....
Everything freezes. Time stops. Movement exists only in its flight and in the timelessness of this night.
The direction of fragrance: floral, fruity. Women's.