Priala, The Human Phoenix Perfume Oil $32.00
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Priala, The Human Phoenix Perfume Oil

$32.00

As you come to the final stage, you see a spotlight focused upon a large pile of pitch-black ashes on the center of the floor. A parchment scroll has been tacked to the foot of the stage. It reads:

Now I will believe
That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phoenix’ throne; one phoenix
At this hour reigning there.

You catch a whiff of burnt cinnamon, and a whirlwind begins to form within the center of the cold pyre. The ashes rise, condense, and coalesce into the dusky form of a woman. She shakes her body gently, tossing her hair, and the ashes fall from her skin. She is perfect, radiant: not a single cinder mars the flawlessness of her countenance. Her body seems to cast a shadow shaped like a triumphant bird, wings outstretched, onto the blank taupe canvas behind her. Her eyes are closed, and her head is bowed; her expressionless face is enigmatic. Her dark eyes begin to glow, and her mouth turns up in a secretive, intimate smile. She throws back her head and extends her arms, and suddenly the scent of smoldering myrrh assails you. Within moments, the woman explodes into flame, and you see that her face is now a vision of passionate ecstasy. The turbulence of the conflagration whips around her violently, and gouts of flame burst from her body, igniting the canvas behind her. She raises her arms in exultation, and through the flames, you see both the outline of her scorched black skeleton and the shadow of the phoenix triumphant.

Three deep, dark myrrhs, smoke, cassia, and cinnamon bark.

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A Pantomime of Deviltry and Debauch in Seven Acts

PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.

Reviews

  1. josefinstjernqvist –

    This scent is gorgeous. Smokey, hot cinnamon is what I smell when I take a sniff from the bottle. Wet on the skin I smell cinnamon and probably a hint of the myrrh, not too sure.. once it dries it’s a bit sweeter, but it still smells a lot like cinnamon. Probably the cassia coming through more. If you love cinnamon, this is for you!

  2. Hellokoi –

    A very ashy vetiver, sharp woodsmoke, and sharp, cinnamon-ish cassia. I wound up swapping away my bottle of this one.

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