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  Rose amber, frankincense, myrrh, champaca flower, Peru balsam, cistus, palisander, cananga, hyssop, and narcissus absolute.

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  Darkness Perfume Oil

  The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
  The moon, their mistress, had expir’d before;
  The winds were wither’d in the stagnant air,
  And the clouds perish’d; Darkness had no need
  Of aid from them — She was the Universe.

  Bottled gloom; the essence of oblivion. Blackest opium and narcissus deepened by myrrh.

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  Priala, The Human Phoenix Perfume Oil

  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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  Athens Perfume Oil

  A reformulation and modernization of a true Classical Greek perfume, myrrhine: voluptuous myrrh, golden honey, red wine, and sweet flowers.

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