VII

Lime hits first with a sharp, green edge that feels like a slice of fruit pressed against cold skin. The mango follows close behind, thick and sun-warmed, turning the opening into something lush rather than clean. Frangipani sits in the middle, soft and waxy, pulling the fruit toward a floral weight that feels almost heavy in the air.

Leather arrives with a dry, creased texture, like an old jacket left near a wood stove. Amber adds a golden, resinous hum that makes the leather feel lived-in instead of polished. The gin note flickers through now and then, bright and botanical, cutting the richness with a sudden cool snap.

Smoke curls through the base, thin and steady, meeting the conifer accord to create a forest floor impression beneath the tropical top. The animalic facet is quiet but present, a faint warmth that keeps the composition from feeling like a polished boutique product. It suits a narrow street after rain, when the pavement still holds the day's chill and the sky is the color of wet stone.

The sweetness never fully takes over because the leather keeps pulling it back toward something drier and more worn. Frangipani and mango twist together in a way that feels unbalanced at first, then settles into a strange, compelling rhythm. Wood and smoke hold the edges, while the lime lingers in small, bright bursts that surprise the nose each time they return

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