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AT YOUR OWN RISK

AT YOUR OWN RISK

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Brand: tfk

Top: Juniper berry, Lemon, Orange

Middle: Davana, Fir balsam, Elemi

Base: Patchouli, Musk, Amber


The intense personality of davana illuminated by patchouli and citrus notes.

“Give them pleasure. The same pleasure they have when they wake up from a nightmare.”

Alfred Hitchcock

She knew she was being watched. She could feel them through her closed eyes. The train

made a rhythmic metallic clatter beneath her feet and she focused on the repetitive sounds

to keep her eyes shut tightly against the danger she could sense.

She’d fallen asleep, her head pressed up against the cool window as the shadows from

outside passed softly over. She could feel her hair, static, sticking to her face like thousands

of constricting tentacles.

She had the agonising compulsion to blow them off her face, but she dared not move for

fear discovering what lay beyond. The sensation was intolerable. She felt the fear and

excruciating claustrophobia of being locked in darkness. Every hair, every strand, tickled her

skin.

At her own risk, her eyes shot open and frantically darted around for the threat, but she

was alone, with only an empty train compartment in front of her. The afternoon sun

streamed through the window. Relief washed over her like an ocean.

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