Under the petals, thorns... Under the fresh citrus fruits, a red, biting rose blossoms. Like the exhilarating thunderbolts of a passionate affair. Under the sweetness of the magnolia notes, a woody rose wrapped in frankincense burns. Like a hurricane that sweeps everything in its trail, tinged with vetiver and patchouli. Epine Mortelle takes you in the throes of a passionate, obsessive and tormented love story. An indelible passion, a consuming flame that never goes out.