Veil

Mist hangs over heather and gorse. Lace over velvet, wool socks, leather shoes. Fogged up glasses, the warmth of the body with frost in the air. The faintest smell of the fire. A crackle like the twigs that give underfoot. The glow of your cheeks, sunlight through a t-shirt pulled over your head. Reality: Honey, Eucalyptus, Leather, Velvet, Amber, Beeswax Materiality: Nutmeg Absolute, Aged Sumatran Benzoin Resinoid, Labdanum Absolute, Birch Tar, Musk