Squid

Squid opens with a bright, peppery snap—pink pepper crackles against incense smoke, sharp and almost medicinal. The heart shifts into something brackish and strange: sea salt mingles with opoponax's resinous warmth, while ink—that dark, slightly metallic whisper—threads through like an underwater current. Benzoin and musk settle into the base, softening the salt's mineral edge with creamy amber-like depth, while ambergris adds a subtle, salty-sweet driftwood quality that keeps the composition tethered to something oceanic and elusive.