The ParaNorman Collection
Scents based on Laika’s ParaNorman film.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
Because of the nature of this project, imps are not available for any ParaNorman scents.
$30.00
Old, yellowed parchment paper, tattered leather bindings. There’s a distinct warmth to the scent, though it is ancient and brittle.
The ParaNorman Collection
Scents based on Laika’s ParaNorman film.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
Because of the nature of this project, imps are not available for any ParaNorman scents.
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Salt air, ocean mist, aged patchouli, sarsaparilla, watered-down rum, leather-tinged musk, and a spray of gunpowder.
Heroine is the first scent created specifically for The Hero Initiative, and the label art is by the fabulous Adam Hughes!
Nepalese amber, East African patchouli, dark musk, apple blossom, petitgrain, aged leather, skin musk, and rhubarb.
Agony and ecstasy: black leather and damp red rose.
Say that the men of the old black tower,
Though they but feed as the goatherd feeds,
Their money spent, their wine gone sour,
Lack nothing that a soldier needs,
That all are oath-bound men:
Those banners come not in.
There in the tomb stand the dead upright,
But winds come up from the shore:
They shake when the winds roar,
Old bones upon the mountain shake.
Those banners come to bribe or threaten,
Or whisper that a man’s a fool
Who, when his own right king’s forgotten,
Cares what king sets up his rule.
If he died long ago
Why do you dread us so?
There in the tomb drops the faint moonlight,
But wind comes up from the shore:
They shake when the winds roar,
Old bones upon the mountain shake.
The tower’s old cook that must climb and clamber
Catching small birds in the dew of the morn
When we hale men lie stretched in slumber
Swears that he hears the king’s great horn.
But he’s a lying hound:
Stand we on guard oath-bound!
There in the tomb the dark grows blacker,
But wind comes up from the shore:
They shake when the winds roar,
Old bones upon the mountain shake.
A sepulchral, desolate scent. Long-dead soldiers, oath-bound; the perfume of their armor, the chill wind that surges through their tower, white bone and blackened steel: white sandalwood, ambergris, wet ozone, galbanum and leather with ebony, teak, burnt grasses, English ivy and a hint of red wine.
turtle70264 –
It doesn’t smell quite as leathery and bookish as I was hoping, but it does smell an awful lot like my favorite old used book store. Kind of incensey, definitely warm and welcoming, and with a faint tinge of rot.
Sharalee Lee –
Nerdy scents are my fave! This is a huge leather book waiting for a story.
lookingglass –
This is THE scent of an old book-in a bottle. The crumbly,dusty, almost balsamic vanillia of the the old pages is spot on. The leather here is well worn and smells as if it’s spent it’s life in an occult shop, or in the hands of a BPALer- slightly incensey, creamy, and soft! It has PRESENCE and BOLDNESS, and is a bit disturbing, but is so warm and wearable.
Nuri –
What a lovely scent. When I first opened it. It didn’t remind me of a book but a store I used to do to that sold dried flowers. Like a respectable hippie shop. It is warm and comforting with a woody mild incense scent. With a touch of creamy leather somewhere far in the back. It doesn’t scream old book to me but maybe a warm old book cupboard.