Imp’s Ears are 1/32oz samples of oil blends in glass vials.
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Imp Pack: Earth Perfume Oil
$25.50
Imp Pack: Earth Perfume Oil
$25.50
– Burial
The scent of upturned cemetery loam mingling with floral offerings to the dead.
– Deep in Earth
Rose geranium, Spanish moss, Irish yew, and graveyard dirt.
– Death Cap
A lethal poison bundled up in a dainty, innocent little package that was oft times found in ancient witches’ flying ointments and astral projection balms. A warm, soft, ruddy scent, earthy and mild.
– Greed
Base and earthy, yet glittering with golden notes: patchouli, heliotrope, copal and oakmoss.
– Yorick
Grave dirt, bone, decay, angel’s trumpet, and moldering scraps of shroud: the essence of finality.
– Zombi
Dried roses, rose leaf, Spanish moss, oakmoss and deep brown earth.
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