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Before language, before cruelty, there was the forest—sharp air in his lungs, resin on his hands, the scent of earth and green life pressing in around him. The world did not teach him love gently, but he learned it anyway, piece by piece.
The Creature opens with bay leaf and fir needle, crisp and bracing like the first breath of freedom beneath a towering canopy. These notes are green, wild, and alive, his earliest memories of belonging. Bright bergamot cuts through the heart, a fleeting spark of curiosity and hope, softened by cedarwood, grounding and steady like shelter found too late. Sweet tobacco lingers - warm, human, and aching - echoing his longing to be seen and understood.
Blend of jojoba, argon and almond oils in a black, glass dropper bottle
2 fl ounces

