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The Story
The undergrowth as a cocoon.
It is early and the forest is already breathing. The air is cool, heavy with moisture. The ground, still drenched in dew, gives up that smell of damp earth which wakes a joy, an almost animal instinct.
Moss holds onto the moisture of the night. A soft cloud of oak moss and mushrooms rises, sandalwood exudes a subtle warmth, and clary sage and wildflowers bring a delicate vegetal freshness. Benzoin unfolds amber and resin. The primal sap.
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