After the jump, wet skin, warm breath, and green light.
You've leapt into cool water deep in the jungle.
The splash fades. The body slows. You climb back onto stone, skin soaked and sunlit.
Olfactory description
Creamy fig, cut with the edge of clean musk. Soft at first, then unforgettable. Sweet enough to draw them in, dangerous enough to make them stay.
It lingers like a half-remembered dream, equal parts innocence and intrigue.
Key Notes: Ambrette seed, Fig leaf, Musk
