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Sitting on the church pews while the incense is burning on the altar. Cold, faint and fleeting. Your prayers remain unanswered.

This is what I imagine to be the scent of a water nymph. A flowing river cascading on pebble stones in the heart of a lush, peaceful forest.

It's cute. Inoffensive. Cold. Nothing exceptional for sure but I'd say it's a crowd pleaser. Freshly clean sheets air-drying on a windy day.

Go girl, give us...nothing?
Opens peppery-dusty and evolves into more dust with barely a whisper of apricot. Sneeze worthy scent. Hard pass.