Grasslands sizzles. Sunlight (the dry smoke of frankincense and myrrh) replaces nighttime’s verdant dew. Jasmine, the fading heartbeat of night, winds its way in and out of our consciousness. Animalic castoreum and civet are still-slumbering beasts, while leather and oud comprise the sinewy, silent predators who snake through the morning, hunting for a piece of sleep-encumbered luck. Simultaneously timid and audacious, this fragrance is a sweet, green, dirty awakening.