Top: Lemon, Rosemary, Petitgrain
Middle: Geranium, Lavender, Pineapple
Base: Wooded, Amber, Musk
The finest masculine scent associating the freshness of citrus, the impact of floral notes and
the sweetness of wooded and amber notes
"A thought is an idea in transit."
He felt a bead of sweat trickled down the back of his neck. He was silent and motionless.
Barely blinking, his concentration eclipsed all need for oxygen or respite of tensed muscles.
A light breeze moved over him, delivering a moment of relief, but he did not flinch. He had
his eyes fixed on a diamond, a flickering blue and white beauty of the world. His tightened
grip caused his hands to sweat, dampening the wooden handle of his net. He counted to
three. His breath stopped in an instant and his moment had come. He hurtled forward, arms
extended and he came down on the butterfly in one long swoop. He crashed to the ground
and his eyes searched for a prize inside the net. Empty. His gaze followed upwards and he
saw the iridescent blues and white sparkle in the sunlight, flickered slowly out of sight. The
cool breeze came over him once again.