The note unfolds as a hyper-real, almost alien verdancy, intensely green yet with an uncanny, moist, almost viscous quality that suggests dew-laden foliage or the interior of a pitcher plant. There's an initial sharp, crisp, chlorophyll-like opening, akin to crushing a very succulent, robust leaf, immediately followed by an intriguing, subtly metallic-mineralic hum, like wet stone or the faint scent of ionized air after a storm. This is quickly underscored by a peculiar, delicate sweetness – a honeyed, almost lactic, or lactonic lure that is both inviting and unsettling. Beneath this seductive layer, one perceives a whisper of something truly 'other': a faint, clean, yet undeniably carnal suggestion, like fresh blood or the faint, dry aroma of chitin, never overtly animalic but providing a disquieting edge. It possesses an intriguing projection, drawing one in with its unusual allure, and maintains a distinct, evolving presence from the heart into the base, where it grounds itself with a rooty, slightly earthy, yet still distinctly aqueous character. Its texture is smooth, almost oily, yet with a cool, refreshing crispness.