Frozen Earth
Geosmin, wet limestone, and cold air. The scent of rain hitting parched stone.
"Capture the glow of a stone, wear the whisper of the light."
Geosmin, wet limestone, and cold air. The scent of rain hitting parched stone.
Soft skin, clean linen, silken fog. An intimate envelope of pure comfort.
Mineral dust, electricity, clarity. The sharp ozone tang of a struck flint.