It resembles the battlefield where Rostam and Sohrab once fought.
Overwhelming from the bottle, incredibly dense and intertwined, a wall of scents. I try to summarize.
Green-brown earth, downright dirty and marshy, fresh humus, pure peat and fire fire fire and smoke. Alcoholic notes are also buzzing around, Peated Malt Whisky. Sweat, blood, and glowing metal. This is how the dwarves must have felt when Smaug the dragon attacked the seaside city.
After a few minutes, suddenly spices join in. A lot of pepper, so much that it itches in the nose, a full broadside of cumin, something woody balsamic is lurking in the background, and I smell incense. Along with that, just fire, fire, and more fire.
After about two hours, a lot of cold smoke, ash, and burnt wood come in - this part is extremely borderline for me. Wet ash, old campfire.
Later, floral notes follow, rose, jasmine I suspect as well.
It all ends calmly on incense, spices, and burnt wood.
Well, what can I say - it's difficult to give a rating here. An extremely interesting scent, an experiment, perhaps a test of courage for some, there are certainly some members who will enjoy this scent. For me, it is not wearable and also not a perfume - but that does not diminish my rating.
After about 6 hours on my skin, I could finally catch my breath - then it became beautiful and wearable for me. The end with incense, a bit of burnt wood, and the lovely spices, also a bit of sweet wood, was quite nice.