An addictive fragrance fusing fruit, spice, woods and musks. Bergamot is a faint halo, the glowing heat inducing labdanum to unfurl great sails of rosey smoke. Saffron’s metallic energy amplifies the floral aspects of labdanum, carving out a floral profile amidst this flowerless landscape. Cedar’s smoke wafts across this arid landscape a sweet, deep burn that signals a drop in temperature, like dusk settling on desert. Geranium is a brilliant peaked dune, shimmering under moonlight. Guaiacwood is the dry, silken texture golden, ever-shifting sands. Patchouli is as deep and potent as the midnight blue sky, a fruity, sweet presence whose concentrated light stands in magnificent contrast to the lighter hued land beneath. Vanilla is as soft and soothing as the whispering wind. The musks that quietly ground Miksado speak to a human, animal presence in this magical setting, yet the creature that contributes this waft of hot-blooded life never clearly surfaces. A gorgeously intricate study of musk as an invisible, sphinx-like force.