Built with obsessive precision. Two sizes. Every batch numbered and dated at pour.
Soft green florals settling into sandalwood; your favorite sweater.
Cold stone that remembers warmth.
Salt air, driftwood, and the mineral cold of exposed sand at first light.
Woodsmoke, dried fig, and the last warmth of a garden before frost.
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