Sea buckthorn, lime and cucumber dance like morning light on wet sand, soft, fresh and barely tangible. The opening feels fluid and luminous, as if the sea has just retreated. In the heart, water lily and hyacinth float lightly above the skin, while a salty whisper rises from the depths. Sea urchin unfolds slowly, animalic and amber-like, subtle yet unmistakably present. In the base, orris root dries the wet trail, while Choya Nakh glows on like a burnt shell on warm sand. Cedarwood closes quietly, warm and woody, thin as an echo lingering on the skin.