A brief light. A lingering warmth.
The scent arrives quietly, already beginning to change.

The opening is clear and radiant.
Mandarin brings a bright, living freshness.
Green facets of galbanum and the dry elegance of petitgrain sharpen the light.

The heart unfolds with calm intensity.
Orange blossom glows at its center.
Soft jasmine and a touch of honey add warmth without weight.

Gradually, everything becomes softer.

Musk, amber, and tonka bean settle close to the skin.
Smooth. Warm. Almost weightless.

What remains is not presence, but memory.

A flower carried by the wind.
A warm evening fading into dusk.
A moment already becoming distant.

Nothing is held.
Only the trace remains.