From the very first inhalation of the dryleaf this tea enchanted me. If fairies wanted to capture me and whisk me away they would brew up this tea, I would taste it, and they could capture me without fuss. It’s that magical!
It starts out with the taste of warm, fresh vanilla cake straight out of the oven, but with notes of something richer and more wild than white flour- This cake captures the souls of wild dandelions and tea and and fuses them with vanilla- The kind of creamy vanilla that a person can only dream about. The kind of vanilla that so soft that it can only be infused with milky moonlight.
After this I taste the spices that could only taste the way they do if they were combined with fairy dust. Cinnamon, ginger, and citrus and dance their way across my tongue, weaving spells that work to warm and sweeten.
And the spell lingers…
It’s been over a half hour since I finished my cup and the scent haunts me like a melody calling me from fairyland. I still feel it’s warmth on my like it breathed all its warmness and delight into me.