RAMAD
RAMAD
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A perfume born from the heart of ruinย as if it were the final breath of a world set ablaze.
It carries the scent of cities after the storm,ย where iron meets smoke, and heroism dissolves into devastation.
It is a hymn of rebellion in an age without heroes, a fragrance charged with madness and defiance,ย seeking no approval, yet commanding itย with embers that smoulder beneath heavy ash.
Spices ignite first, with a fierce, chaotic heatย that strikes the senses without mercy.
Then tobacco emerges like a slow, dense smoke,ย laden with the bitterness of loss and the stillness that follows chaos.
And at the end, vanilla rises like a last breath of warmth amid the wreckage, softening the fire without extinguishing it,ย leaving behind a trace suspended between darkness and longing.
Notes: Spices - Tobacco - Saffron
Occasions: Casual -School - Work - Travelย
Season: Winter - Fall
Gender: Male
Inspired By: Spicebomb Extreme
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