His Crown and His Shroud

[doomsday_disco]

“O father, see yonder! see yonder!” he says;

“My boy, upon what doest thou fearfully gaze?” —

“O, ’tis the Erl-King with his crown and his shroud.”

“No, my son, it is but a dark wreath of the cloud.”

 

A dread shape forms in the mist: chilled white musk, rain-soaked earth, and a gleam of blackened steel.

[ellocentipede]

This is a gloomy atmospheric that's also very pretty. The rain and earth are realistic and loamy, gentle and not sharp or too clean. I swear that the white musk is coconut-kissed--it's very pretty. The steel keeps this interesting and unisex. I love scents that paint a scene for me, and this one is evocative, interesting, and highly wearable.