Herbs
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A Snug Corner Perfume Oil
Add to cartS. Sullivan
A daytime snooze in an inconvenient location: freshly baked bread, culinary herbs, and cinnamon-steamed apples.
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Baba Yaga Perfume Oil
Select Options This product has multiple variants. The options may be chosen on the product pageThen suddenly the wood became full of a terrible noise; the trees began to groan, the branches to creak and the dry leaves to rustle, and the Baba Yaga came flying from the forest. She was riding in a great iron mortar and driving it with the pestle, and as she came she swept away her trail behind her with a kitchen broom.
Spell-soaked herbs and flowers, cold iron, broom twigs, bundles of moss and patchouli root, and moth dust.
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Crossroads Perfume Oil
Select Options This product has multiple variants. The options may be chosen on the product pageThe forks of the road: an in-between place, sacred and tangibly magickal in innumerable cultures and faiths. This scent is dark with mystery, taut with power. A chill twilit garden of blooms over dry earth and mosses, heavily laden with incense and offertory herbs.
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Dormouse Perfume Oil
Select Options This product has multiple variants. The options may be chosen on the product pageA dizzying eddy of four teas brushed with light herbs and a breath of peony.
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Druid Perfume Oil
Select Options This product has multiple variants. The options may be chosen on the product pageA woolen robe infused with the scent of a vast, primordial forest: ancient trees, fertile soil, wild herbs, spring grasses, and burgundy pitch incense.
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Frau Holle Perfume Oil
Add to cartFrau Holle, or Holda, is the personification of the changes wrought when winter seizes the land: she rides the chill winds in her chariot, shaking out her featherbeds in order to precipitate snowfall. The rolling fog is the smoke from her hearth fire, and thunder claps when she reels her flax. Holda is a goddess of matrons, who governs spinning, domestic chores, witchcraft and witches, and the Wild Hunt. She presides over the transition of souls, both to and from this world. Though she is childless, she watches over children, and the spirits of newborns spring forth from her sacred pool. Her festival falls during midwinter, when the dead roam free. She holds court in Hörselberg, from which the Wild Hunt is issued, and all the beasts in the land heed her call.
Snow-covered pines, witches herbs, bestial musk, flax, and ethereal flowers that represent both birth and death.
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Imp Pack: Herbal Perfume Oil
Out of Stock– Baba Yaga
Spell-soaked herbs and flowers, cold iron, broom twigs, bundles of moss and patchouli root, and moth dust.– Apothecary
Tea leaf with three mosses, green grass, a medley of herbal notes, and a drop of ginger and fig.– The Dormouse
A dizzying eddy of four teas brushed with light herbs and a breath of peony.– Druid
Ancient trees, fertile soil, wild herbs, spring grasses, and burgundy pitch incense.– Leanan Sidhe
Her perfume is a crush of Irish herbs and flowers, Gaelic mists, and nighttime dew.– Nosferatu
Desiccated herbs and gritty earth brought to life with a swell of robust and sanguineous red wines. -
Lavender Rosemary Baguette Perfume Oil
Out of StockPerfectly crusty and yeasty with a pillowy-soft interior, sprinkled with lavender sea salt and brushed with herbed olive oil.
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Monastery Garden in the Snow Perfume Oil
Out of StockCarl Friedrich Lessing
Curls of monastic incense, moss-stained stone, snow-laden cypress, medicinal herbs buried deep in winter soil, and glittering icicles splintering from a gargoyle’s frozen scream. -
Nosferatu Perfume Oil
Select Options This product has multiple variants. The options may be chosen on the product pageWe’ve finally caved in to years of requests for vampiric scents.
As soft as grave dust and as dry as a breath drawn within a long forgotten crypt, this is Nosferatu: desiccated herbs and gritty earth brought to life with a swell of robust and sanguineous red wines.
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Peach Fougere Perfume Oil
Out of StockAn effervescent aldehydic peach cologne with hints of crushed herbs and fern.
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Witches Burn Back Perfume Oil
Add to cartAncient, fossilized amber resins, ritual incense, witching herbs, and scorched linen enveloped in a darkly glowing halo of cinders and smoke.
Proceeds from the sale of this scent are helping to fund Burned! Librarians tell a new colleague of the book that burned so many, using motion graphic animation for the true tale-within-a-tale, in this overdue dark comedic film where the witches get to burn back. A little Princess Bride, a dash of Drunk History, all to reclaim the narrative.
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