Top Notes 
Bitter orange
Boswellia dalzielii
Green mandarin orange
Heart Notes 
Callitris columellaris
False sandalwood
Madagascan elemi
Opoponax
Base Notes 
Ambergris
Birch tar
Hyraceum
Labdanum
Taiwanese incense cedar
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Path of Flames
Camino, the journey, the path of the journey. This one leads to fiery lands, with dark, ancient earth. Gasoline burn, Typhoon swirls and multiplies, a red, devastating sea of flames. The sky full of smoke, the desire for a breathing mask, miasmatic air.
Ash rain falls down, gnarled, dried branches and twigs burst, burn. Citrusy cypress, pleasant incense cedar, a convolute of burned and thus olfactorily potentiated and modified woods. A walk through the destruction.
But alongside, further facets unfold. In the entrance, there are almost citrus notes that gently try to counteract the brown-black birch tar. Gradually, a hint of animality emerges. Of the kind that one perceives the presence/reminiscence of an animal. Lost in the cathartic effect of the fire. What remains: dust; drought, soot.
Eventually, bitter green nuances dare to emerge, trying to soothe the battered and agitated earth. However, it is nothing more than a homeopathic relief. Here the journey ends. No happy ending, the ruins of a vestibule rise into the sky, cooling smoke ascends, somewhere a charred beam splinters with a groan. Many sacrifices have been made for Moloch.
Ash rain falls down, gnarled, dried branches and twigs burst, burn. Citrusy cypress, pleasant incense cedar, a convolute of burned and thus olfactorily potentiated and modified woods. A walk through the destruction.
But alongside, further facets unfold. In the entrance, there are almost citrus notes that gently try to counteract the brown-black birch tar. Gradually, a hint of animality emerges. Of the kind that one perceives the presence/reminiscence of an animal. Lost in the cathartic effect of the fire. What remains: dust; drought, soot.
Eventually, bitter green nuances dare to emerge, trying to soothe the battered and agitated earth. However, it is nothing more than a homeopathic relief. Here the journey ends. No happy ending, the ruins of a vestibule rise into the sky, cooling smoke ascends, somewhere a charred beam splinters with a groan. Many sacrifices have been made for Moloch.
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