Cathouse Home & Linen SprayAdd to cart
A nineteenth century Southern bordello: magnolia, jasmine, honey musk, tobacco, vanilla bean, bourbon vanilla, and Spanish moss.
Erebos Home & Linen SprayOut of Stock
Thus saying, from her side the fatal Key,
Sad instrument of all our woe, she took;
And towards the Gate rouling her bestial train,
Forthwith the huge Porcullis high up drew,
Which but her self not all the Stygian powers
Could once have mov’d; then in the key-hole turns
Th’ intricate wards, and every Bolt and Bar
Of massie Iron or sollid Rock with ease
Unfast’ns: on a sudden op’n flie
With impetuous recoile and jarring sound
Th’ infernal dores, and on thir hinges great
Harsh Thunder, that the lowest bottom shook
Of Erebus. She op’nd, but to shut
Excel’d her power; the Gates wide op’n stood,
That with extended wings a Bannerd Host
Under spread Ensigns marching might pass through
With Horse and Chariots rankt in loose array;
So wide they stood, and like a Furnace mouth
Cast forth redounding smoak and ruddy flame.
Before thir eyes in sudden view appear
The secrets of the hoarie deep, a dark
Illimitable Ocean without bound,
Without dimension, where length, breadth, and highth,
And time and place are lost; where eldest Night
And Chaos, Ancestors of Nature, hold
Eternal Anarchie, amidst the noise
Of endless warrs and by confusion stand.
Solace in darkness, the personification of shadow: lavender, black vanilla, white melon, night-blooming jasmine, rose, cedar, cyclamen, violet, and hyacinth.
Honey, Cinnamon and Clove Atmosphere SprayOut of Stock
Honeyed Honeysuckle Atmosphere SprayOut of Stock
Lich’s Laboratory Home & Linen SpraySelect Options
Hissing vials of acid, swirls of thick incense, creeping mosses, flecks of grave loam, and noxious potions clutter the blackened stone biers of an abandoned burial vault.
Lucy’s Room Home & Linen SprayOut of Stock
Lucy turned her head and looked at us, but said nothing. She was not asleep, but she was simply too weak to make the effort. Her eyes spoke to us; that was all. Van Helsing took some things from his bag and laid them on a little table out of sight. Then he mixed a narcotic, and coming over to the bed, said cheerily:-
“Now, little miss, here is your medicine. Drink it off, like a good child. See, I lift you so that to swallow is easy. Yes.” She had made the effort with success.
Rose water and fading lilies, opium and honey, pale cologne and bloodstained white lace.
Midwest Morning After Wig SprayOut of Stock
Everything you just did was totally normal, and your family’s not going to find out. Cover up a thousand nighttime sins with the veneer of perfect innocence: virginal cream soda, with extra cream.
Scattered Tissues Before a View of Tree-Capped Mountains Atmosphere SprayOut of Stock
Japanese black pine, clove husk, and honeyed oudh.
Tale of the Brushwood Fence Atmosphere SprayOut of Stock
Crushed grass, pink clover, white cedar, bamboo, fig leaf, and white moss.
The Mist was Spreading Home & Linen SprayOut of Stock
I lay a while, but could not quite sleep, so I got out and looked out of the window again. The mist was spreading, and was now close up to the house, so that I could see it lying thick against the wall, as though it were stealing up to the windows.
A thick, moist fog clinging to a dense, shadowed tangle of ivy.
The Tigress Atmosphere SprayOut of Stock
Red musk and sweet golden amber with red agarwood, leather, labdanum, black tea, orris, and lavender.
The Tomb in the Daytime Home & Linen SprayOut of Stock
The tomb in the daytime, and when wreathed with fresh flowers, had looked grim and gruesome enough; but now some days afterwards, when the flowers hung lank and dead, their whites turning to rust and their greens to browns; when the spider and the beetle had resumed their accustomed dominance; when time-discoloured stone, and dust-encrusted mortar, and rusty, dank iron, and tarnished brass and clouded silver-plating gave back the feeble glimmer of a candle, the effect was more miserable and sordid than could have been imagined. It conveyed irresistibly the idea that life – animal life – was not the only thing that could pass away.
The Trackless Erg Home & Linen SpraySelect Options
The merciless sun pounds on a sea of endless, wind-battered sand: desolate, lifeless, silent, and without end.
The Un-dead Home of the King-Vampire Home & Linen SprayOut of Stock
There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word
This then was the Un-Dead home of the King-Vampire, to whom so many more were due. Its emptiness spoke eloquent to make certain what I knew. Before I began to restore these women to their dead selves through my awful work, I laid in Dracula’s tomb some of the Wafer, and so banished him from it, Un-Dead, for ever.
Grave soil and mouldering leather, crumbling marble and tarnished gold, crushed incense resin ground to powder beneath a heavy boot.
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“Many things – such as loving, going to sleep, or behaving unaffectedly – are done worst when we try hardest to do them.”
Two Pairs of Lovers Atmosphere SprayOut of Stock
Green tea, oakmoss, frankincense, mint absolute, and raw green patchouli.
Wererat-Infested Sewer Home & Linen SpraySelect Options
Moist, moss-crusted stone, stagnant, silty wastewater, wererat musk, and wet leather.