The icy, dry, sharp smell of ice trapped in a pervasive and invigorating fragrance that evokes the lost kingdom of ice in the deep north. Frozen spices and citrus fruits rest on a blanket of razor-sharp wood covered in ice, releasing a powerful and unstoppable trail like an ice storm that crystallizes the Norse landscapes of Niflheim, the primordial cradle of the elemental force of ice.
The icy smell of the ice storm. A minimalist and sharp fragrance, which contains latest generation patented molecules and captives.
The accords do not recall odors in nature, but rather sidereal, marble sensations, cold as ice.