The crack of lightning descends somewhere near the ocean. It’s midnight and it’s unseasonably brisk. The sizzle and crack before the thunder gives way to the familiar and faint scent of burning ozone.
A flash appears and the air is tinged with salt water and the fragrance of rain hitting the sand and the soil.
There are no flowers here, no citrus groves. There is only the mingling of salt water, a gust of wind through tussled hair, wet dirt and singed bark.
This is the scent of a storm at sea, encapsulating a person with brooding eyes and a restless heart.
•Handcrafted one at a time, to order
Ingredients
Organic Perfumers Alc., Fragrance Oils, Essential Oils.
NET/ WT: 30ml/1oz
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