Une Nuit Nomade Silver Saffron
Twilight descended upon the land. The horses panted wearily. It was high time to rest. People sought shelter, exhausted and covered in dust, in the shadows of Kashmir, a mountain rising from a vast plain dotted with sparse, meager grass.
Emperor Alexander, helmet in hand, drew his sword: a beam of moonlight slid down his face and left a silver gleam on the blade, illuminating the valley with a blinding shine.
At dawn, the sight was astonishing: millions of saffron flowers blanketed the valley, all around them. Confronted with such a marvel, the emperor sought the counsel of his advisors – the omens were not favorable.
The horn signaled a retreat. The people left the valley, which was once again covered by a peaceful silence.
The perfume is a bold combination of lychee and raspberry, while saffron reveals its spicy and leathery notes over a smoky papyrus base.
Notes: raspberry, iris, saffron, papyrus.
