Top: Bergamot, Lemon, Bay leaf

Middle: Rose, Carnation, Pineapple

Base: Musk, Amber, Animal

A hurricane of freshness deposit on a sweet ambery bottom.

“Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the

world.”

Voltaire

The ferns grew in abundance at the base of the waterfall and were forever dappled

with the soft mist cast out by the water crashing onto the rocks. Behind the falling water,

and in amongst the rocks, forest nymphs called the crevices their home. They passed their

days dancing around the falling water and playing with the animals that came to drink at

the chilled pools. They sun bathed in the streams of light that broke through the forests

canopy and sung echoing harmonies. Their songs would guide the forest’s animals back to

the safety of the trees after long journeys. They were the anchor of the forest and always a

welcome sound, a sense of home. When lost, the forest creatures would listen for the

nymph’s voices and many times were saved by these sweet melodies on the wind