HECATE

Smoke and night air arrive together, cool and deliberate, like a path that only appears once you are already standing on it. This scent feels watchful and ancient, built around boundaries, choice, and the quiet power of knowing when to open a door and when to seal it shut.

Smoked Cypress – Dry and resinous, touched with ash. Liminal spaces and guarded paths, the scent of thresholds marked and remembered.

Patchouli – Earthy and deep, grounding everything else. Old magic rooted in the land itself, patience and permanence carried forward.

Mint – Cool and sharp, cutting clean through the smoke. Clarity and awareness, the clear mind required when walking between worlds.

Oud – Dark and dense, heavy with shadow. Authority and depth, power that does not explain itself.

Moonflower – Pale and softly luminous, blooming only at night. Mystery and guidance, light offered sparingly to those who know how to look for it.

What remains is the feeling of standing at a crossroads under a full moon, aware that a choice is being weighed just as carefully as you are.