Our sun sets against indecipherable deciduous silhouettes and the air thickens as you continue to climb along a gently worn path to an undisclosed location. As your journey through the darkness continues, the scent of smoke, dead leaves, labdanum and moss swirl around you, fusing with distant chants. Follow us to the fire; for the forest, we've prepared An Offering.
Oak moss. Labdanum. Smoke. Dead leaves. Olibanum. Leather. Lavender.
Always vegan and made by hand in small batches by me.