Therianthropy Spiritwoods

You feel the balmy green glow of the wooden darkness.
Which settles over you as a needle-etheric shadow.
Spicy smoke from nearby fires
makes thy cheeks glow in sepia.
Over medicinal barks you run and in your veins throbs the forest.
A viscous brew of bark, needles and resin begins to burn within you.
Your eyes catch sight of the clearing.
Like a mist of black tea, the clouds hang tart and lazy against the white moon.
In your mouth is the taste of aromatic wood.
You breathe in deep puffs of smoke-spiced air and run faster through the firs, further into the ethereally dense night. Suddenly a warmth floods you and like balm a force runs through you.
Your feet seem to glide over the wet mossy earth until you leap and your arms become wings.

Then below you is the dark green forest in a light mist of smoke and you are free...
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The progression of the fragrance notes given is wonderful to capture. Therianthropy starts with me balsamic green-woody, then comes quickly
dark-spicy smoke to it.
The fragrance becomes ethereal,
Fir-nadelig-holzig with a subtle medicinal note, all further accompanied by the smoke.
Flanked by black tea, the scent then transitions into aromatic, slightly earthy-mossy white oud.
Very fascinating and a really beautiful fragrance!
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With many thanks to Floyd :)