Caligna

Caligna unfolds like dusk settling over an ancient forest. Fig and mandarin leaf open with a green, almost herbal brightness, soon gentled by rose and clary sage into something softer, almost smoky. The heart deepens with mastic—resinous and mineral—anchored by violet and jasmine's twilight floral density. As it settles, ambroxan and oak emerge, woody and amber-warm, while pine needles lend a cool, dry whisper that threads through to the skin's warmth. There's no sweetness here, only shadow and soil and something faintly sacred.