She runs. Barefoot into the dark places, hair tangled, afraid of nothing. She glimpses Baba Yaga in the shadows. Here in the deepest part of the forest - the damp soil, peppered with one hundred thousand nettles - she is closest to Mother Earth. Her pulse quickens in time with the thrum and throb of Gaia's heartbeat and her breath catches in her throat when long, spindly needles of sunlight reach through the soaring trunks to place a golden crown upon her brow. These sentinels of Sacred space sing a ringing welcome to her, she is their Queen. She spins, dressed in curls of incense with jewels of molten amber. She is Goddess in triplicate; maiden, mother, crone. Innocence and age old wisdom. The huntress and the hunted. She is one with the trees, with the earth, with the stories and the storytellers. If you ever venture into the forest, you may hear her singing with the bees and you may feel her warmth in a sunlit clearing, but never try and tame her, magical things can't be tamed.~ jojo
Woody - Aromatic - Balsamic - Warm Spicy - Smoky - Fresh Spicy
The composition incorporates pine needles, vetiver, bay leaf, spices, fruit and incense.
I simply ADORE this perfume - the pine, the sap, the smoke, the incense - it's longevity is amazing, and it's projection is just right. A true unisex juice <3