Len van Brook - Balmoore Palace

Cardamom opens with sharp, almost peppery warmth—a spice that catches at the back of the throat before melting into creamy sandalwood. The wood settles into skin like incense in a quiet room, soft and resinous, neither sweet nor austere. Beneath, leather emerges dry and aged, worn smooth by time, grounding the sweetness overhead until only that leather remains, faintly dusted with sandalwood's ghost.