Scent notes: Ozone, Bergamot, Lavender, Mint, Moss, Earth, and Juniper.

In the hush between sleep and sorrow, she dreams of another world — one made of moss, mist, and memory. Ofelia’s Dream lingers like a promise never spoken, soft as breath and sharp as truth. Follow the scent, and perhaps the labyrinth will open for you.

In the quiet hours between worlds, when the air hums with forgotten lullabies, a young girl dreams of a kingdom that may or may not be real. Her name is Ofelia, and her dream smells of damp moss and the breath of twilight — a place where innocence wanders through shadow, guided by unseen hands.

Ofelia’s Dream evokes the threshold between the mortal and the mythical — where stone labyrinths remember the sound of prayers, and every gust of air feels alive with whispered promise. It is the scent of awakening to something ancient inside yourself: the soft rustle of leaves after rain, the chill of magic on your skin, and the calm before both wonder and ruin.