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Parfum Extrait
Choya Nakh, Choya Loban, Choya Ral, Ume peel, Yuzu, Bergamot, Grapefruit, Green mandarin, Shiso leaf, Plum blossom, Osmanthus absolute, Rose attar, Jasmine sambac, Violet leaf, Immortelle absolute, Saffron, Frankincense tears, Myrrh resin, Hinoki wood, Ambergris, Aged ambergris tincture, Sandalwood, Cedarwood, Labdanum resin, Benzoin Siam, Tonka bean, Vanilla absolute, Oakmoss, Seaweed absolute, Smoked tea Inspired by Yuki Kodama’s manga, where a young officer tends to death-row inmates and the fragile morning glories that bloom beyond the prison walls. This is a scent of an unavoidable paradox and the forest that remembers every footstep.
Top Notes
The cold, astringent clarity of citrus peel, yuzu, green mandarin, grapefruit, like the first breath of dawn over a prison yard. Salted ume and the dark, plum-wine ache mirror the tears held back during a last visit. Shiso and violet leaf add a green, metallic dissonance,dew on razor wire, damp foliage crushed under a guard’s boot.
Heart Notes
Osmanthus and plum blossom linger at the edge of perception, their sweetness bruised, the memory of a prisoner’s wife pressing a flower into his hand. Rose attar and jasmine sambac deepen into something bodily, almost overripe. Saffron threads a faint medicinal warmth through the cell’s chill, while immortelle offers its dry, sun-struck bitterness, everlasting, even here.
Base Notes
Devotional and eroded. Choya loban, ral, and nakh merge with frankincense and myrrh, the scent of a small altar, fingers counting prayer beads before dawn, drawing the face of Christ. A whisper of morning glory vine (green, slightly milky) curls through the smoke. The forest outside keeps its silence. The forest remembers.
This fragrance is full of paradox. Dark, Smoky, Marine. Citric, Cologne-y, Beauty: but seen from behind prison bars.
One imagines the death sentence is necessary.
But then one encounters it.
"But still..." one asks when seeing the reason,
"But still, is this really ok?!"
Parfum Extrait
Choya Nakh, Choya Loban, Choya Ral, Ume peel, Yuzu, Bergamot, Grapefruit, Green mandarin, Shiso leaf, Plum blossom, Osmanthus absolute, Rose attar, Jasmine sambac, Violet leaf, Immortelle absolute, Saffron, Frankincense tears, Myrrh resin, Hinoki wood, Ambergris, Aged ambergris tincture, Sandalwood, Cedarwood, Labdanum resin, Benzoin Siam, Tonka bean, Vanilla absolute, Oakmoss, Seaweed absolute, Smoked tea Inspired by Yuki Kodama’s manga, where a young officer tends to death-row inmates and the fragile morning glories that bloom beyond the prison walls. This is a scent of an unavoidable paradox and the forest that remembers every footstep.
Top Notes
The cold, astringent clarity of citrus peel, yuzu, green mandarin, grapefruit, like the first breath of dawn over a prison yard. Salted ume and the dark, plum-wine ache mirror the tears held back during a last visit. Shiso and violet leaf add a green, metallic dissonance,dew on razor wire, damp foliage crushed under a guard’s boot.
Heart Notes
Osmanthus and plum blossom linger at the edge of perception, their sweetness bruised, the memory of a prisoner’s wife pressing a flower into his hand. Rose attar and jasmine sambac deepen into something bodily, almost overripe. Saffron threads a faint medicinal warmth through the cell’s chill, while immortelle offers its dry, sun-struck bitterness, everlasting, even here.
Base Notes
Devotional and eroded. Choya loban, ral, and nakh merge with frankincense and myrrh, the scent of a small altar, fingers counting prayer beads before dawn, drawing the face of Christ. A whisper of morning glory vine (green, slightly milky) curls through the smoke. The forest outside keeps its silence. The forest remembers.
This fragrance is full of paradox. Dark, Smoky, Marine. Citric, Cologne-y, Beauty: but seen from behind prison bars.
One imagines the death sentence is necessary.
But then one encounters it.
"But still..." one asks when seeing the reason,
"But still, is this really ok?!"