KRAKEN

Dark water and open sky arrive together, vast and unhurried, like the sea stretching on long after the shore has vanished. This scent feels immense and watchful, equal parts beauty and threat, shaped by depth, pressure, and the certainty that something enormous is moving beneath the surface.

Ocean – Cold, briny, and endless. Depth without mercy, power that exists simply because it always has.

Night Sky – Cool air and distant stars, vast and indifferent. Scale and silence, the reminder of how small everything looks from far enough away.

Mango – Lush and unexpected, ripe with brightness. Life and sweetness flourishing even in dangerous places, color breaking through the dark.

Black Currant – Deep and tart, shadowed and rich. Mystery and tension, sweetness edged with something sharp and unresolved.

Cedarwood – Dry and steady, anchoring the blend. Strength and endurance, the spine that holds everything together under crushing weight.

After it settles, there is the sense of standing on a ship’s deck at midnight, waves breathing below, stars overhead, and the quiet certainty that the sea is not empty, only waiting.