Poseidon's Wrath

The sky was clear an hour ago, and now the mast is groaning under a wind that arrived with a grudge, whipped up by a god who does not forgive easily and has a very long memory for insults at sea. Earthy cedarwood, blood orange and patchouli surge up first, dark and mineral, meeting fresh sea spray, green cactus, sea moss and warm driftwood tossed violently across the deck. Stormy and commanding throughout, this is the smell of a voyage that was never going to be allowed to go smoothly, not after what was said about his son. Hand poured soy/vegetable wax blend · 25+ hour burn time · Made to order · Free shipping