Laotian oud
Australian sandalwood
Labdanum
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Elemi resin
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What do you need for a planet?
Oud et Bois is a strange perfume: It only reveals its full richness to me in motion. On the back of my hand, there remains a dull impression of tobacco wood, perhaps imitating a piece of real mahogany furniture, but it stays incredibly one-dimensional. Worn on the neck, suddenly completely different facets emerge.
On one hand, there is the veil of moderately sweet ambers, which spreads oily in the fragrance stratosphere. The parachute is pulled, and you land skillfully on chocolate dust-covered earth. Very dry, the ground, not a drop of liquid. Ah, as soon as you move, some amber rains down from the upper fragrance layers. It doesn’t necessarily refresh, but contrasts beautifully with the powdery chocolate dust layer that is stirred up with every step. The earth beneath is patchouli-soft. I dig a little and come across a shiny, mahogany-colored piece of wood. Like a root, it leads through the earth. Knock knock. Hardwood.
I continue my exploration and discover silver, gray structures rising from the ground. Cautiously, I approach a smaller one. It describes a gas fountain with three arms, emerging from a hole in the ground, like a waterfall in permanent motion yet simultaneously still. Tiny gas particles radiate into the surroundings. That’s Cypriol. I take a mouthful. Refreshing, although also dry and harsh.
I sit down on a soft rise of earth.
So, what do we have here? In summary: Silky amber outer shell, chocolate earth covered in dust, hardwood, and refreshing, not too strong Cypriol noise. Still quite barren, but I like this desolation, which doesn’t feel desolate to me at all. Change is there, but on a different timescale. Incomplete? Perhaps. But some planets are just like that. Especially the gentle amber rain and the Cypriol fountains manage to please in their simplicity. Chocolate too, as long as it’s not too sweet. But I can understand why some wouldn’t want to live here. A bit of terraforming will have to be done for some. Maybe a big lemon in the sky a few times a year. Herbs and flowers would need to be tried out. And away with the disgusting gray gas structures that kill every mood.
Whether this is the next developmental stage of a fragrance body, I can find out in the neighboring Nobile 1942 system when I continue my exploration with Patchouli Nobile.
Provided I am picked up from here someday.
On one hand, there is the veil of moderately sweet ambers, which spreads oily in the fragrance stratosphere. The parachute is pulled, and you land skillfully on chocolate dust-covered earth. Very dry, the ground, not a drop of liquid. Ah, as soon as you move, some amber rains down from the upper fragrance layers. It doesn’t necessarily refresh, but contrasts beautifully with the powdery chocolate dust layer that is stirred up with every step. The earth beneath is patchouli-soft. I dig a little and come across a shiny, mahogany-colored piece of wood. Like a root, it leads through the earth. Knock knock. Hardwood.
I continue my exploration and discover silver, gray structures rising from the ground. Cautiously, I approach a smaller one. It describes a gas fountain with three arms, emerging from a hole in the ground, like a waterfall in permanent motion yet simultaneously still. Tiny gas particles radiate into the surroundings. That’s Cypriol. I take a mouthful. Refreshing, although also dry and harsh.
I sit down on a soft rise of earth.
So, what do we have here? In summary: Silky amber outer shell, chocolate earth covered in dust, hardwood, and refreshing, not too strong Cypriol noise. Still quite barren, but I like this desolation, which doesn’t feel desolate to me at all. Change is there, but on a different timescale. Incomplete? Perhaps. But some planets are just like that. Especially the gentle amber rain and the Cypriol fountains manage to please in their simplicity. Chocolate too, as long as it’s not too sweet. But I can understand why some wouldn’t want to live here. A bit of terraforming will have to be done for some. Maybe a big lemon in the sky a few times a year. Herbs and flowers would need to be tried out. And away with the disgusting gray gas structures that kill every mood.
Whether this is the next developmental stage of a fragrance body, I can find out in the neighboring Nobile 1942 system when I continue my exploration with Patchouli Nobile.
Provided I am picked up from here someday.
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