AETERA

There is a moment in the Garden of Eden when reality dissolves and only vibration remains. It is time suspended between day and night, between the moment and eternity. Into this subtle space comes Aetera, a fragrance that does not settle on the skin, but hovers in the air like an idea, like a sound that needs no voice. Aetera does not allow itself to be defined: it is ethereal yet present, delicate yet sharp.