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Théodore Gérard
The stage is set for battle! A twist of wool, a rustle of silk, and a hint of cream.
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Arthur Rackham
A feral eyeshine of amber gleaming through a pool of ink-black musk.
Kawabata Gyokushō
A decidedly warm shoulder: toasted sandalwood, tonka bean, rice milk, and patchouli.
Adam, our suicidally romantic scoundrel. His scent is a palette of somber colors, melancholy memories, and lupine, savage beauty: black leather, pale sandalwood, ambergris accord, and the memory of a long-lost Victorian fougère. His internal life seems to be reflected in his lair, so his perfume also possesses the scent of the wood of his guitars, the rosin from his violin bow, the musty wool of neglected Oriental carpets, the plastic, metal, and magnetic tape of his reel-to-reel, the dust that permeates everything.
Wild plums, black tea, a splash of lilac cologne, a flutter of silk, hot iron, steel, and smoke.
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