Dreamforge

The forge is quiet, the fire low, but the air still hums with creation. This is where ideas are shaped, where thoughts are tempered in smoke and warmth, and where time seems to stretch.

Dreamforge opens with burnt orange and bergamot, deepens into tobacco leaf and fig, and rests on amber, cedarwood, and tonka bean. It is warm and hypnotic, slightly sweet but never indulgent, like leather-bound journals and whispered conversations at midnight.

A candle for evenings of reflection, where sparks of thought glow long after the flame dies down.