Rust
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Cemetery in the Moonlight Perfume Oil
Add to cartCarl Gustav Carus
Dead grass, upturned soil, rusted ironwork, and oak leaves etched against a sepia-stained wash of tonka bean, patchouli, vetiver, and amber-tinged oud.
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Pericles Perfume Oil
Add to cartWhereby I see that Time’s the king of men,
He’s both their parent, and he is their grave,
And gives them what he will, not what they crave.A clang of rusted armor, a dark, metallic oudh, leather, and a splash of sea water.
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skekNa the Slave Master Perfume Oil
Add to cartSkekNa the Slave Master remains silent most of the time, except for occasional sneers and hisses. His action is dominated by kicking, whipping, and herding little Podling slaves. Between meals, the Skeksis sought out skekNa the Slave Master for scraps to appease the raging hunger they always felt. SkekNa was purely and openly evil from the beginning, and without him the work of the Castle would never have been done.
The essence of vile gluttony: an abundance of spices, sweet cakes, thick creams, and opulent liqueurs mixed with the scent of whip leather and rusted padlocks.
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The Blockhead Perfume Oil
Add to cartBack out on the Midway, a huge, leather-clad man leans against a post. He smiles at you, guilelessly, baring a mouthful of sharpened teeth as he hammers huge rusted nails into his skull.
Rusted metal, leather, and a pop of pink bubblegum.
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Veins of Oil Like Lifeblood Beard Oil
Add to cartGlobs of bubbling tar and rivulets of motor oil oozing through the grooves of rusted scavenged steel.