There was music, and a heady scent of fire and food.

But not the sweet, heady scent of burning wood, something else.

Tyr could smell the heady scent of her on the air.

The power of life infused her with its heady scent.

Natural, needy, a heady scent that went to his head faster than any drug.

All around him the damp air hung with the heady scent of magic.

That heady scent, however, proved elusive on this hot afternoon in late March.

They were a dark, lustrous green, and a heady scent filled the air.

The door swung open, and the heady scent of flowers met them.

The air was full of the heady scent of flowers.