Inspired by the release of the Tortured Poets Department album.

Sink into a leather chair within a wood-walled library, where the air hums with the scent of rustic hand-pressed paper and the faint, sweet ghost of aged tobacco. As your pen moves, the atmosphere anchors into the deep, nostalgic aroma of a vintage waxed desk and drying black ink, capturing a quiet moment of creation.

Top Notes: Rustic Hand Pressed Paper, Cozy Ozone, Hay

Heart Notes: Earthy Quill Feathers, Faint Aged Tobacco Leaves

Base Notes: Vintage Waxed Writing Desk, Black Ink