Mountains beyond Clouds

It’s a mountain waiting far beyond, floating in the sea of clouds, just when you thought the clouds marked the limit.

Not because the mountain has become light, but because the world has briefly lost its weight. Clouds become water, peaks become islands, and distance opens, veil after veil.

A scent of airy openness, mineral coolness, pale woods, and the quiet distance of peaks that remain even when unseen.

Top Note: Aldehyde, Neroli

Middle Note: Magnolia, Lily of the Valley, Labdanum

Bottom Note: Vetiver, Cedarwood, Amber