Wounds shimmered like lanterns in the dark fields of Shiloh - an unearthly glow rising from the broken and the dying. In the mud and silence of night, a strange radiance flickered against blood and bandages, as if angels themselves had descended to cradle the fallen. This perfume carries that ghostly light: luminous yet haunting, a pale fire burning through shadow, where decay births a fragile kind of grace.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Dry / Earthy / Metallic

• NOTES: fresh water, eucalyptus, bourbon, gunsmoke, pipe tobacco, mud, & musk

A fog-drenched mist snakes between tall grasses and twisted tree limbs, clinging to the shadows as it moves. Secrets churn beneath the dark waters lapping at the muddy banks, unseen but ever-present. In the thick, heavy air, a feral garland is pulled from the water's edge, dripping with the sultry breath of southern swamps: steeped in life, rot, and beauty. Bayou Bouquet is no delicate arrangement - it rises from the mire, feral and fragrant, weaving together a haunting tapestry of lushness and shadow. As it settles, it lingers like a memory you can’t quit shake - dark, velvety, and inexorably alive. 

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• SCENT PROFILE: Floral / Earthy / Chypre

• NOTES: fresh water, mossy woods, magnolia, tobacco, oakmoss, oud, & fresh dirt

Seated on a silk ottoman before a gilded mirror, she fastens the pearl buttons on her velvet gloves. The faint rustle of a corset whispers beneath layers of lace. Around her are forgotten letters from long lost lovers, a flickering visage of candlelight, and soft powdered secrets hanging in the air. Belle Époque captures a waltz through the golden salons of another century - where opulent florals bloom beneath the glow of amber and musk. A fragrance for those who remember what the mirror once saw.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Fruity / Dry / Earthy

• NOTES: black tea, grapefruit, mango, fig, immortelle absolute, ambergris, saffron, & candlewax

Smoke curls from iron seams. The scent of scorched hair, blistered leather, and smoldering herbs clings to the air like a curse. Inside the brass chamber, metal glows red-hot, whispering prayers in the form of screams. A perfume forged in fire and ash - searing, unholy, and unforgettably human.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Smokey / Earthy / Metallic

• NOTES: black pepper, basil, coriander, firewood, burnt hair, & singed leather

High on a mist-wrapped hill, the silhouette of a scorched chapel looms. Its spires blackened, its bones steeped in centuries of ash and incense. Inside, the air is thick with the ghost of sacred smoke: smoldering clove, cracked resin, and the whisper of burnt offerings. Damp wood, moss-covered stone, and spice-soaked shadows linger like an unspoken prayer. Black Chapel is a ritual in scent - devotional, defiant, and dark as the forest that watches it burn. 

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• SCENT PROFILE: Resinous / Smokey / Leather

• NOTES: neroli, ginger root, incense, myrrh, frankincense, benzoin, & leather bound books

Blood Oath is dark, magnetic, and primal – an aromatic ritual sealed in secrecy and skin. This is not merely a scent, but a vow. A prick of a finger, a pact whispered over candlelight, a bond that flirts with dangerous intimacy. It lingers like smoke curling from extinguished flames, heavy with the weight of promise, binding the wearer in shadows and allure. To wear it is to surrender to the forbidden, to carry a covenant inked not on paper, but in pulse and breath.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Balsamic / Metallic / Fruity

• NOTES: bergamot, blood orange, dragon's blood, cedarwood, dried blood, & leather

A sacred ritual by dying embers - the last fragments of the pyre glow faintly in the dark, a dying constellation smoldering in the ash. A hush settles over the forest as tendrils of fir-scented smoke coil upward, their resinous sweetness mingling with the char of blackened wood. In the distance, the low chant of a ritual fades, leaving only the crackle of embers and the weight of what has been sacrificed. Balsamic incense clings to the air, rich and unyielding, as though sanctifying the ground itself. Cinis Sacrum is a requiem in scent - ashen and sacred, luminous even in its decay.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Spicey / Balsamic / Woody

• NOTES: galangal, balsam fir, myrrh, cardamom, firewood, coffee, & sandalwood

Inspired by Cora Pearl, the notorious English courtesan of the Second French Empire, who transformed entertainment into a daring art - famously serving herself nude on a silver platter as the centerpiece of a decadent dinner. This perfume is luxury laced with a wicked grin; it is not merely a scent but a bold spectacle. Overflowing with powdered decadence, sparkling champagne showers, and playful mischief, it captures the essence of scandal and opulence in every drop.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Floral / Fruity / Gourmand

• NOTES: green tea, violet, strawberry, lemon verbena, coconut, rose, nude skin, chocolate, champagne, & opium

Inspired by the surreal horror and beauty of the Dancing Plague of 1518. This scent is born from delirium and breathless bodies moving through fever and fog. A trance-like state where those who fall victim move beyond will, possessed by rhythm, hysteria, and the strange music of a silent madness.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Fruity / Green / Earthy

• NOTES: heliotrope, sparkling berry, osmanthus, geranium, dried hay, & dark chocolate

Dark Deeds is the scent of secrets whispered in shadowed rooms, where ink-black promises swirl like smoke from a dying candle and omens are read in trembling tea leaves. Incense smolders through sweat-warmed leather and amber steeped in exotic spices. An unseen figure moves through the darkness, a scroll is signed - bartered in silence, bound by desire. The air shivers with the tension of hidden transactions, a perfume as dangerous as it is intoxicating, lingering like the memory of forbidden pleasures and whispered betrayals. Every temptation carries its cost, and every indulgence demands its due.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Resinous / Warm / Smoke

• NOTES: green tea, toasted marshmallow, incense, absinthe, dragon's blood, ink on paper, & aged red wine

Inspired by Robert Frost’s Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, this scent conjures a solitary ride through a forest swept by a winter storm. Darkness swallows the path, your breath rising like ghostly smoke in the frozen air. Snowfall silences the woods, leaving only the slow creak of leather and the muted crunch of hooves beneath you. A lantern swings in your hand, casting fragile gold light across skeletal branches before the blackness reclaims them. The air is edged with pine, distant smoke, and the damp earth locked beneath ice. Somewhere ahead lies “home,” though you've never been there, and the forest keeps its secrets close.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Woody / Cool / Herbaceous

• NOTES: wild mint, blue spruce, smoke, suede, & worn leather

Dystopium exhales like a forgotten opium den at the edge of reality. Shadows stretch long across worn silk cushions while smoke curls in impossible shapes, tinted by flickering lanterns that cast languid figures along the walls. Spices, rich fruits, and resinous opiates mingle with something unearthly, evoking an almost alien sweetness that shimmers just beyond comprehension. The air is heavy, warm, and intoxicating - an invitation to linger in a space where time bends, senses melt, and the line between reality and dream dissolves.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Spicy / Citric / Floral

• NOTES: opium, bergamot,  coconut, orange blossom, gardenia, pink peppercorn smoke, ginger root, sandalwood, amber, & white musk

Hauntingly beautiful and slightly unsettling - Fever Dream blurs the line between the familiar and the surreal. Warped flower petals swell to impossible scale, dripping with sweat-slicked nectar. Over-ripe fruit fruit bursts with molten, almost obscene sweetness. Sticky warmth clings to skin like smoke in a fevered haze. The air itself hums and pulses, senses twisting as if the world has melted and reformed. It is a perfume of intoxication and disorientation - a vision caught between delirium and ecstasy.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Fruity / Juicy / Green

• NOTES: black pepper, pomegranate, orange blossom, blood orange, apricot, neroli, labdanum, ambergris, & warm musk

She was a vision sculpted by vanity and vengeance, a woman who wielded beauty like a weapon and made the world her mirror. La Vengeance is an opulent, dangerous fragrance inspired by Virginia Oldoïni, the Countess of Castiglione - courtesan, icon, and orchestrator of her own myth. She is not begging. She is not broken. She is watching. A photograph arrives, delicately composed - a gloved hand, a jeweled knife, a face divine and merciless. The title reads: La Vengeance. Beauty is the most elegant form of revenge.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Gourmand / Amber / Floral

• NOTES: honeysuckle, teakwood, rose, vanilla, & tonka bean

A moonlit sinkhole yawns open - not into earth, but into space itself. The air is weightless, silent, touched by something not of this world. You lean over the edge and inhale: cold starlight, pale minerals, and a faint bloom of alien sweetness. This is not perfume as we know it, but a trace of another atmosphere. This is the scent of the empty space suspended between dream and void.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Airy / Earthy / Spice

• NOTES: palo santo, toasted marshmallow, cedarwood, ginger root, blue spruce, vanilla, tonka bean, & white musk

Mata Hari moves like a whisper through velvet curtains, gold anklets catching the light with every measured step. Her eyes are unreadable, and stories trail behind her like smoke-laced silk. A courtesan. A dancer. A spy. A myth. Every movement is a deception, every glance a weapon. And just as suddenly as she appears, she vanishes - leaving only the ghost of her presence lingering in the air, a scent as elusive and unforgettable as her legend.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Woody / Warm / Spice

• NOTES: allspice, cedarwood, rosewood, myrrh, sandalwood, white musk, amber, & tonka bean

A hush falls where the map ends. In this untouched forest, there are no paths, and no footprints, only the breath of ancient trees and the silent hum of something watching. No Man’s Land is the scent of the unknown: wild, still, and bristling with possibility. It opens with the cool green of crushed pine needles and damp moss, a whisper of fog clinging to bark. Cedarwood and wild ginger rise from the forest floor, mingling with air-heavy lichen and distant smoke, like the ghost of a long-extinguished fire. There’s a loneliness here - soft, sacred, and unclaimed.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Woody / Smokey / Earthy

• NOTES: allspice, blue spruce, fresh dirt, oakmoss, firewood, tobacco, lichen, & leather

In Latin, the Noctivaga is a spectral traveler - a woman who walks the realm between sleep and waking. It is said her footsteps bare no sound, leaving only the trace of something once felt: the ache of longing for something unmet, the memory of a caress hovering above the flesh. Noctivaga Aether is the essence that trails behind her - a speck of dust in the dark, a shimmer of light in the night, a glowing ghastly scent suspended between 2 worlds. It captures the moment when the living and the liminal nearly meet. A spectral floral for midnight musings and silent souls searching for a lover in lost dreams.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Creamy / Clean / Amber

• NOTES: coconut & amber accord, violet, magnolia, pink peppercorn, sandalwood, cedarwood, & white musk

Drawn from fragments of antiquity, Oleum Sepulchri is a modern resurrection of two ancient perfume recipes once used in Egypt and Mesopotamia. Soft resins unfurl with warmth, balsams glow like amber embers, and spiced oils drift upward like prayers in smoke. A delicate floral breath lingers tenderly as a final offering to the gods. Sepulchral yet sensual, it is a fragrance where memory is tenderly preserved - a sacred warmth that lingers between heartbeats and eternity.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Soft / Resinous / Floral

• NOTES: rose, palo santo, sage, cedarwood, sandalwood, myrrh, frankincense & cinnamon

A ghostly bloom unfurls in the shadow of another world. Wisps of jasmine drift like pale specters, soft and narcotic, weaving through the cool hush of moss-covered trees. The air is heavy with the scent of freshly turned earth, damp and fertile, as though the ground itself is breathing. There is a luminous quality to the fragrance - an otherworldly glow that seems to hover just beyond reach, as if this flower exists only in fragments of dream. Phantome Pollen is both delicate and unsettling, a perfume that clings like a memory of a place you have never been, yet somehow know.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Floral / Powdery / Jasmine

• NOTES: jasmine absolute, heliotrope, mossy woods, fresh dirt, tonka bean, & white musk

Inspired by the sacred oud resin born when an Aquilaria tree succumbs to Phialophora parasitica, a rare mold that compels the wood to defend itself with fragrant oil, Phialoflora captures the rich, smoked floral soul of this slow metamorphosis. Deep in the forest, something blooms where it cannot be seen. A parasitic blossom unfurls beneath split bark - fungal, & transformative. What begins as infection becomes exaltation. This is no innocent bloom, this is the fungus that forces wood to weep - where decay is made sacred and rot gives rise to resin.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Woody / Warm / Floral

• NOTES: rosewood, oud encens, agarwood, & tonka bean

Shadows move across a dimly lit stage, framing the sinuous grace of a dancer whose body bends hypnotically. Smoke from smoldering incense drifts around deep, polished woods, curling like tendrils in the flickering light. Velvet curtains sway, catching glimpses of her impossible form, while the air hums with a charged, almost forbidden energy - evoking a sense of mystery, ritual, and the slow, mesmerizing pull of the unknown. Sajary Djeli is Intimate, elusive, and intoxicating. It lingers like the memory of a forbidden performance - an ode to mystery and the art of seduction.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Spicy / Woody / Floral

• NOTES: coconut, freesia, nag champa, teakwood, tobacco, & oud

Vapor rises as still water meets starlight. Siren Veil creeps in like a soft kiss of mist across your face and lingers like the last breath of a dream you almost forgot. As the scent stirs, pink peppercorn crackles like a spark in the dark moonscape while midnight lotus begins to unfurl like a ghost, blossoming on the silken water it sits upon. The heart pulses with a soft, pulpy fig note that ripples outwards providing a green shawdowed surprise to the senses. As the mist settles, it deepens into a grounding blend of warm sandalwood and glowing amber embers.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Floral / Aquatic / Exotic

• NOTES: midnight lotus, pink peppercorn, fig, amber, & sandalwood

A shadow slips soundlessly through the undergrowth, a flash of emerald scales glinting in dappled light. Bitter florals coil with a sharp, venomous green bite, cutting through the stagnant air like a warning. The scent of dark woods rises from the forest floor, damp and ancient, as if the earth itself is holding its breath. Verdant Serpent moves with a dangerous grace - lush yet unforgiving, a fragrance that strikes with quiet precision and lingers like a secret in the grass.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Heady / Floral / Green

• NOTES: grapefruit, neroli, galbanum, hinoki wood, ylang ylang, oakmoss, egyptian musk, & spikenard

A flicker in the fog. A lure into the unknown. It appears where the path disappears - a light just out of reach, pulsing through the reeds. Will-o’-the-Wisp is the scent of damp air and glowing magic, where sparkling light brushes against pale florals and the sweetness of fruitless blossoms curl around the breath of moss and stone.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Bright / Fruity / Floral

• NOTES: sparkling pear, gardenia, lily of the valley, mossy woods, oakmoss, & amber

In the shadow of moonlight, the wych elm looms - its limbs twisted like a spell once forgotten, its leaves whispering secrets carried by the wind.   A tree where fairies are said to gather and the roots drink from the well of dreams. Its dark green canopy murmurs to those who linger, weaving omens into sleep and whispering futures yet to come. Long tied to protection, fertility, and the passage to the underworld, it has watched over graveyards and ritual grounds for centuries. Its scent is deep and resinous, threaded with damp wood, mossy earth, and faint spice of unseen magic - a perfume rooted in protection and touched by the underworld.

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• SCENT PROFILE: Woody / Green / Earthy

• NOTES: galbanum, honeyed tobacco, damp forest, oakwood, cedarwood, & buddha wood