Asad

Asad begins where dry woods does, pale sawdust drifting through still air drawing you in. At the core, tobacco leaf reads as sun-cured leaves with bitter veins, amber drifting in as a polished resin heat at dusk. Toward the top, vanilla reads as black vanilla paste scraped from the bean and patchouli as a leafy dark note after rain. Worn, it reads damp and mineral — an earthy, sweet centre anchored by balsamic resins and dry woods.