ActiasMoth

The crunch of fresh snow underfoot and that of leather gloves as he reaches into the pocket of his long coat for the lighter break the silence of the dead season. The air smells of fire, fir trees, and cars. He inhales the smoke of his cigarette and approaches...

For me, there is no comparable scent, and it broke my heart when it was discontinued. No other fragrance from the line comes close to it. The absinthe is very sparkling at the top, the sweetness of the licorice nestles beneath it, surrounded by jasmine,...