ShinyAbraxas

Disclaimer: Do not expect an objective - but be comfortable with - an emotional-personal impression:

Winter Woods is...

…a chalet somewhere in the mountains,
in a deeply snow-covered forest,
glancing at the crackling, creaking, smouldering fireside,
nestled down in a fake fur blanket,
with a bright red, sun-soaked-complex-spicy red wine (alternatively Chai tea) in my hands,
an I-just-feel-so-content-with-me-in-this-moment experience; I wouldn't wish being anywhere or anyone else.

Comforting darkness and a more and more increasing depth surround me perfectly.

Wood, smoke, resin, sanctity, earthiness, sparse sweetness and a bunch of pristine incense plus a subtle but enforcing animalistic note, whose erotic undertone is crescendo-ishly filling this chalet's small little room and cozying my senses for a prolonged time…

…that's why I'm so oh oh ohhhhhh in love.

Impressive sillage. Longevity: almost for forever.