The note unfolds with a profound, almost velvet-like darkness, a shadowy floral presence that is far removed from the bright, dewy sweetness of a typical violet. It possesses a dusky, powdery richness, often underscored by a subtle metallic coolness, like the scent of cold iron or an antique coin. There's an inherent earthiness, a rooty depth reminiscent of damp soil after a soft rain, or the cool, mineral scent of a forgotten cellar. Hints of dark, slightly jammy berries or bruised plums can weave through its core, providing a fleeting sweetness that is never cloying, but rather adds to its mysterious allure. Its texture is almost palpable: a dry, velvety powderiness combined with an inky, almost leathery depth. The intensity is moderate to strong, projecting as an elegant, contemplative aura rather than an overt declaration. It evolves gracefully, often starting with a crisper, greener, slightly peppery facet, deepening into its signature powdery, woody-floral heart, and settling into a long-lasting, musky, ambered, and decidedly earthy base. It primarily functions as a compelling heart note, capable of extending its influence into both the initial impression and the lingering drydown.