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The Story
Fireworks don't belong to the night.
This one detonates in full sun — a brilliant, disorienting spectacle that shouldn't exist in daylight but does. It opens with the sharp, metallic bite of gunpowder and the resinous burn of incense, dense and hazy, the way air smells after something has just ignited. Dried tobacco moves through the smoke with a peaty, whiskey-edged warmth. Then, slowly, the heat softens. Sandalwood and guaiacwood settle underneath like embers going quiet, with leather and patchouli grounding the whole thing in something earthy and lasting. The brilliance doesn't fade so much as it stills — a silver tree of fire, caught in daylight, slowly returning to calm.
Notes: Pepper, Olibanum (Frankincense), Myrrh, Gunpowder, Tobacco, Incense, Rum, Orris, Sandalwood, Patchouli, Leather, Guaiacwood
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