Lemon grass
Oud
Balsam
Oakmoss
Vetiver
Patchouli
Papyrus05/19/2021
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The Sirens of the Southern Marshes
The scent of dark lemonade wafts like an obscure cloud, sirens bright grass of lemon, lures you with its herbal aroma, the brownish glow of balsamic cola. Now come, great child, here where we are.
Soon roots grow from the waving bustle, You stumble through damp grass after the rain, Admiring the green ethereal glow, And fancy yourself in a magic fairy tale. Go on, my child, swiftly.
Here are woods that have become damp clay and mosses like wet woodland soil, the grasses are fermented into earth liquor and the roots into delicate smoke, the lemon glows faintly only too. Dive deeper into the swampy land, the resinous earth, the smoldering sapwood, let yourself drift down there, my child.
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According to their own information, the makers of Agar Aura collect and distill the raw materials of the perfumes and oils themselves in the jungles of Southeast Asia, thus ensuring their high standard of quality and purity.
The top note of "Java", which Caligari particularly emphasized in his statement, is a wonderful accord of balsam (often a combination of benzoic and cinnamic acid esters with a little vanillin), lemongrass and vetiver, reminiscent of the cola-like scent of young plant shoots, but at the same time carries the earthy-rooty character of sweet grass. Ethereal-citrus overtones accompany the development towards the wet, loamy forest floor (oakmoss) and liqueur-like patchouli in which smoking oud logs drift. The chord from the top note never quite disappears. The sirens of the southern swamps sing moderate but enormously persistent.
(With thanks to BeScho)
Soon roots grow from the waving bustle, You stumble through damp grass after the rain, Admiring the green ethereal glow, And fancy yourself in a magic fairy tale. Go on, my child, swiftly.
Here are woods that have become damp clay and mosses like wet woodland soil, the grasses are fermented into earth liquor and the roots into delicate smoke, the lemon glows faintly only too. Dive deeper into the swampy land, the resinous earth, the smoldering sapwood, let yourself drift down there, my child.
¡@!*
According to their own information, the makers of Agar Aura collect and distill the raw materials of the perfumes and oils themselves in the jungles of Southeast Asia, thus ensuring their high standard of quality and purity.
The top note of "Java", which Caligari particularly emphasized in his statement, is a wonderful accord of balsam (often a combination of benzoic and cinnamic acid esters with a little vanillin), lemongrass and vetiver, reminiscent of the cola-like scent of young plant shoots, but at the same time carries the earthy-rooty character of sweet grass. Ethereal-citrus overtones accompany the development towards the wet, loamy forest floor (oakmoss) and liqueur-like patchouli in which smoking oud logs drift. The chord from the top note never quite disappears. The sirens of the southern swamps sing moderate but enormously persistent.
(With thanks to BeScho)
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