A brush with something watching from the treeline. Cold ozone and sharp bergamot cut through the air like a storm rolling in, while lavender and wild mint drift in—unexpected calm in the middle of unease. As the flame settles, damp moss, dark earth, and juniper rise from below, grounding the scent in forest floor and shadowed hills. Clean, haunting, and just a little unsettling—like locking eyes with something you weren’t meant to see… and realizing it saw you first.
Top Notes: Ozone, Bergamot
Middle Notes: Lavender, Mint
Bottom Notes: Moss, Earth, Juniper