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My Amber No. 266
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The sun rises over the mountains of the Hindu Kush, casting deep shadows in the Wakhan, climbing over the Khyber Pass and accompanying you on your journey through a foreign land. Afghanistan.
The cistus is given to you on your way, and a bitter sweetness of dark roses caresses you with the green of the oases, floral cloud bands of a distant mirage. You feel the wooden dust of the sandy roads, the long, dark breath of amber, the native tobacco from hidden valleys, where the narcotic takes its angry beginning. You sense a green edge for a long time, the rough scent of bitter violets, hidden vanilla, and heavy labdanum, and you are caught in a gentle web of incense. Fine. 9.0
And now you dream of oriental secrets, of wishes that only a djinn could fulfill, of a peaceful future. But you are allowed to think for a while with hope of the tormented land.
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The sun rises over the mountains of the Hindu Kush, casting deep shadows in the Wakhan, climbing over the Khyber Pass and accompanying you on your journey through a foreign land. Afghanistan.
The cistus is given to you on your way, and a bitter sweetness of dark roses caresses you with the green of the oases, floral cloud bands of a distant mirage. You feel the wooden dust of the sandy roads, the long, dark breath of amber, the native tobacco from hidden valleys, where the narcotic takes its angry beginning. You sense a green edge for a long time, the rough scent of bitter violets, hidden vanilla, and heavy labdanum, and you are caught in a gentle web of incense. Fine. 9.0
And now you dream of oriental secrets, of wishes that only a djinn could fulfill, of a peaceful future. But you are allowed to think for a while with hope of the tormented land.
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Top Notes
Green notes
Cistus
Heart Notes
Ambergris
Tobacco
Violet
Base Notes
Labdanum
Frankincense
Sandalwood
Cedarwood
Musk


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