Indus

Indus opens with a sharp, almost tart litchi that catches light like faceted fruit, edged with warm nutmeg and the green-dark whisper of black currant blossom. A rose emerges, soft but present, before the composition settles into a rich, resinous base where incense smoke curls around Chinese patchouli's earthy grip. Plum deepens the sweetness—jammy, almost candied—while musk anchors everything to skin, intimate and warm. The incense lingers longest, dry and faintly sacred, woven through the final traces of patchouli.