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Fantôme De La Nuit

$ 210.00

30 ML.

PARFUM

In the stillness of night, where shadows creep, a haunting echoes through the void, rising from the depths of horror where memories seep, crawling to find the light once enjoyed. Each whisper of darkness brings a chilling breath, a reminder of moments lost in despair, as the past clings tightly, turning every thought into a dance with death that fills the soul with burdens to bear. Beneath the weight of what cannot be undone, the ghost of the night haunts every feeling, lurking like a wraith in the mist, evoking the sun and longing for warmth and solace.

Yet, in the heart of the shadows, flickers a flame—a faint glimmer, a promise, a beacon of hope urging the spirit to learn how to cope. The journey is fraught with pain, but within the depths of sorrow, there lies a desire for liberation, an instinctive push toward the light that beckons just beyond the horizon. Each step through the darkness becomes a testament to resilience, a pilgrimage through the haunted corridors of the mind where echoes of laughter once lived, now shrouded in a veil of melancholy.

“Fantôme de la Nuit” emerges as a perfume of pain, carrying the weight of love lost in the rain, its scent steeped in sorrow, nostalgia, and fright, weaving together memories that darken the night. Goat Hair Tincture mingles with earthy Moss, grounding the fragrance in a past that clings like a heavy cloak, binding the memories in a fragrant embrace. The dampness of the forest floor, layered with decay, whispers of forgotten secrets, while the hints of Jasmine and Mimosa bloom like fragile flowers in the dark, revealing beauty hidden in grief.

As Fennel and Cumin dance through the air, they sharpen the senses and ignite desire, evoking the bittersweet ache of love that lingers long after it has gone. Lavender’s coolness tempers the flare, softening the edges of pain’s endless fire, a reminder that even in grief, there can be moments of clarity. Yet still, the shadows cling like a cloak, and every memory feels like a ghost, leaving something inside irrevocably broken, filling the heart with a longing that feels like a host.

The light is burning, echoes softly in the dark, a flicker of hope igniting a spark, as I am burning, searching for the dawn, a yearning that whispers, “You’re never truly gone.” As the night deepens and hope starts to wane, the perfume lingers, weaving a thread through the labyrinth of horror, heartache, and pain, promising healing to emerge instead. In this darkness, the journey unfolds with a sigh, crawling through memories that once caused such fright, navigating the tangled web of loss and regret, ever yearning for the warmth of the light.

But as the journey continues, the landscape shifts; the shadows begin to lighten, revealing the path ahead. Each step becomes an act of defiance against the weight of despair, a reclamation of power from the darkness. The memories, once suffocating, now transform into lessons, guiding the spirit toward a deeper understanding of love’s complexities and the fragility of existence. The light at the end is not just a distant dream; it grows closer with every courageous breath, beckoning with warmth, illuminating the way forward.

This haunting becomes a passage, a tale of finding the light when engulfed by the shade, reminding us that even in the embrace of darkness, courage can be bold. It teaches that within the depth of sorrow lies the potential for renewal, that even the darkest nights can give birth to the dawn. “Fantôme de la Nuit” encapsulates the truth that from horror and darkness, we still can ascend, for even the night, with its whispers of fear, holds the promise of dawn and the light at the end. This journey through the night becomes a testament to the strength of the human spirit, a reminder that no matter how deep the darkness may be, the light will always find a way to break through.

“Fantôme de la Nuit” captures the haunting essence of the night, intertwining love and longing. It opens with the earthy richness of Goat Hair Tincture and Moss, grounding the wearer in the shadowy depths of a mystical forest. As it unfolds, luminous Jasmine Sambac Absolute and soft Mimosa Absolute bloom like ghostly flowers under the moonlight, while Lavender Absolute adds a soothing touch.

The heart of the fragrance reveals a warm embrace of Fennel and Cumin, ignited by the richness of Mushroom and Hay Absolute, evoking bittersweet memories of shared moments. Immortelle infuses the scent with a golden warmth, symbolising love that transcends time.

As the “Fantôme de la Nuit” settles, the profound earthiness of Vetiver and Patchouli emerges, enveloping the wearer in a soulful embrace, while Liatris adds a tender warmth. “Fantôme de la Nuit” s for the dreamers and romantics—a spectral companion that dances through shadows, inviting you to find solace in the beauty of the night and the echoes of cherished memories.

 

 

In the stillness of night, where shadows creep,
A haunting echoes, promises to keep.
From depths of despair, where memories seep,
Crawling to find light in silence so deep.

Yet in the shadows, a flicker, a flame,
Whispers of hope call out by name.
Rich earth and warmth share beauty in grief,
As darkened paths offer bittersweet relief.

The light is burning, a spark in the dark,
In sorrow’s labyrinth, we find our mark.
From horror and darkness, we rise with grace,
Emerging from shadows, we seek our place.

And as the full star strives to make the white night shine,

Glances of a new day gently intertwine.

A promise of dawn breaks the night’s embrace,

Whispers of hope fill the empty space.

 

Dans le silence de la nuit, où les ombres rampent,  

Un écho hanté, des promesses se tissent.  

Des profondeurs du désespoir, où les souvenirs se damnent,  

Rampant pour trouver la lumière dans un silence complice.  

 

Pourtant, dans l’ombre, une lueur, une flamme,  

Des murmures d’espoir appellent par leur nom.  

La terre riche et la chaleur partagent la beauté dans le drame,  

Alors que les chemins assombris offrent un soulagement de ton.

 

La lumière brûle, une étincelle dans le noir,  

Dans le labyrinthe de la tristesse, nous traçons notre histoire.  

De l’horreur et des ténèbres, nous nous élevons avec grâce,  

Émergeant des ombres, nous cherchons notre place.  

 

Et tandis que l’étoile pleine cherche à faire briller la nuit,  

Les premiers éclats d’un jour nouveau s’entrelacent, éblouis.  

Une promesse d’aube brise l’étreinte de la nuit,  

Des murmures d’espoir remplissent l’espace, infinie. 

 

 

Notes

Goat Hair Tincture 

Moss 

Immortelle 

Jasmine Sambac Absolute 

Lavender Absolute 

Champaca

Mimosa Absolute

Fennel 

Carnation 

Cumin 

Mushroom 

Moss 

Hay Absolute 

Liatris 

Vetiver

Patchouli 

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30 ML.

PARFUM

In the stillness of night, where shadows creep, a haunting echoes through the void, rising from the depths of horror where memories seep, crawling to find the light once enjoyed. Each whisper of darkness brings a chilling breath, a reminder of moments lost in despair, as the past clings tightly, turning every thought into a dance with death that fills the soul with burdens to bear. Beneath the weight of what cannot be undone, the ghost of the night haunts every feeling, lurking like a wraith in the mist, evoking the sun and longing for warmth and solace.

Yet, in the heart of the shadows, flickers a flame—a faint glimmer, a promise, a beacon of hope urging the spirit to learn how to cope. The journey is fraught with pain, but within the depths of sorrow, there lies a desire for liberation, an instinctive push toward the light that beckons just beyond the horizon. Each step through the darkness becomes a testament to resilience, a pilgrimage through the haunted corridors of the mind where echoes of laughter once lived, now shrouded in a veil of melancholy.

“Fantôme de la Nuit” emerges as a perfume of pain, carrying the weight of love lost in the rain, its scent steeped in sorrow, nostalgia, and fright, weaving together memories that darken the night. Goat Hair Tincture mingles with earthy Moss, grounding the fragrance in a past that clings like a heavy cloak, binding the memories in a fragrant embrace. The dampness of the forest floor, layered with decay, whispers of forgotten secrets, while the hints of Jasmine and Mimosa bloom like fragile flowers in the dark, revealing beauty hidden in grief.

As Fennel and Cumin dance through the air, they sharpen the senses and ignite desire, evoking the bittersweet ache of love that lingers long after it has gone. Lavender’s coolness tempers the flare, softening the edges of pain’s endless fire, a reminder that even in grief, there can be moments of clarity. Yet still, the shadows cling like a cloak, and every memory feels like a ghost, leaving something inside irrevocably broken, filling the heart with a longing that feels like a host.

The light is burning, echoes softly in the dark, a flicker of hope igniting a spark, as I am burning, searching for the dawn, a yearning that whispers, “You’re never truly gone.” As the night deepens and hope starts to wane, the perfume lingers, weaving a thread through the labyrinth of horror, heartache, and pain, promising healing to emerge instead. In this darkness, the journey unfolds with a sigh, crawling through memories that once caused such fright, navigating the tangled web of loss and regret, ever yearning for the warmth of the light.

But as the journey continues, the landscape shifts; the shadows begin to lighten, revealing the path ahead. Each step becomes an act of defiance against the weight of despair, a reclamation of power from the darkness. The memories, once suffocating, now transform into lessons, guiding the spirit toward a deeper understanding of love’s complexities and the fragility of existence. The light at the end is not just a distant dream; it grows closer with every courageous breath, beckoning with warmth, illuminating the way forward.

This haunting becomes a passage, a tale of finding the light when engulfed by the shade, reminding us that even in the embrace of darkness, courage can be bold. It teaches that within the depth of sorrow lies the potential for renewal, that even the darkest nights can give birth to the dawn. “Fantôme de la Nuit” encapsulates the truth that from horror and darkness, we still can ascend, for even the night, with its whispers of fear, holds the promise of dawn and the light at the end. This journey through the night becomes a testament to the strength of the human spirit, a reminder that no matter how deep the darkness may be, the light will always find a way to break through.

“Fantôme de la Nuit” captures the haunting essence of the night, intertwining love and longing. It opens with the earthy richness of Goat Hair Tincture and Moss, grounding the wearer in the shadowy depths of a mystical forest. As it unfolds, luminous Jasmine Sambac Absolute and soft Mimosa Absolute bloom like ghostly flowers under the moonlight, while Lavender Absolute adds a soothing touch.

The heart of the fragrance reveals a warm embrace of Fennel and Cumin, ignited by the richness of Mushroom and Hay Absolute, evoking bittersweet memories of shared moments. Immortelle infuses the scent with a golden warmth, symbolising love that transcends time.

As the “Fantôme de la Nuit” settles, the profound earthiness of Vetiver and Patchouli emerges, enveloping the wearer in a soulful embrace, while Liatris adds a tender warmth. “Fantôme de la Nuit” s for the dreamers and romantics—a spectral companion that dances through shadows, inviting you to find solace in the beauty of the night and the echoes of cherished memories.

 

 

In the stillness of night, where shadows creep,
A haunting echoes, promises to keep.
From depths of despair, where memories seep,
Crawling to find light in silence so deep.

Yet in the shadows, a flicker, a flame,
Whispers of hope call out by name.
Rich earth and warmth share beauty in grief,
As darkened paths offer bittersweet relief.

The light is burning, a spark in the dark,
In sorrow’s labyrinth, we find our mark.
From horror and darkness, we rise with grace,
Emerging from shadows, we seek our place.

And as the full star strives to make the white night shine,

Glances of a new day gently intertwine.

A promise of dawn breaks the night’s embrace,

Whispers of hope fill the empty space.

 

Dans le silence de la nuit, où les ombres rampent,  

Un écho hanté, des promesses se tissent.  

Des profondeurs du désespoir, où les souvenirs se damnent,  

Rampant pour trouver la lumière dans un silence complice.  

 

Pourtant, dans l’ombre, une lueur, une flamme,  

Des murmures d’espoir appellent par leur nom.  

La terre riche et la chaleur partagent la beauté dans le drame,  

Alors que les chemins assombris offrent un soulagement de ton.

 

La lumière brûle, une étincelle dans le noir,  

Dans le labyrinthe de la tristesse, nous traçons notre histoire.  

De l’horreur et des ténèbres, nous nous élevons avec grâce,  

Émergeant des ombres, nous cherchons notre place.  

 

Et tandis que l’étoile pleine cherche à faire briller la nuit,  

Les premiers éclats d’un jour nouveau s’entrelacent, éblouis.  

Une promesse d’aube brise l’étreinte de la nuit,  

Des murmures d’espoir remplissent l’espace, infinie. 

 

 

Notes

Goat Hair Tincture 

Moss 

Immortelle 

Jasmine Sambac Absolute 

Lavender Absolute 

Champaca

Mimosa Absolute

Fennel 

Carnation 

Cumin 

Mushroom 

Moss 

Hay Absolute 

Liatris 

Vetiver

Patchouli 

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