The Story
"Metamorphosis Cycle"
A melody of memory, a perfume of passing time.
A quiet ode to solitude, Little Song captures the scent of metamorphosis — where citrus and spice open with a flicker of hope.
It’s the bitter trace of coffee left in a cup, a rose wilting in hand, a cigarette burning low. Tobacco, resins, and earth recall pages read aloud, words held close.
A ritual of remembering, a lullaby of the soul.
The scent of time itself.
Olfactory family: Woody
Facets: Cypriate, Gourmande
OLFACTIVE NOTES
Coffee, Rose, Tobacco
Details & Craftsmanship
Every detail has been carefully considered to bring you the perfect product.
Details & Craftsmanship
Every detail has been carefully considered to bring you the perfect product.
Description
"Metamorphosis Cycle"
A melody of memory, a perfume of passing time.
A quiet ode to solitude, Little Song captures the scent of metamorphosis — where citrus and spice open with a flicker of hope.
It’s the bitter trace of coffee left in a cup, a rose wilting in hand, a cigarette burning low. Tobacco, resins, and earth recall pages read aloud, words held close.
A ritual of remembering, a lullaby of the soul.
The scent of time itself.
Olfactory family: Woody
Facets: Cypriate, Gourmande
OLFACTIVE NOTES
Coffee, Rose, Tobacco
