The note unfolds with an initial whisper of ethereal, almost translucent floralcy, a narcotic bloom that hints at twilight gardens. It possesses a peculiar duality: simultaneously delicate and deeply unsettling. The floral aspect leans into a heady, slightly indolic sweetness, akin to night-blooming jasmine or datura, but layered over a profound, earthy, almost rooty darkness. There's a subtle bitterness or a medicinal green facet that prevents it from becoming overly sweet, providing an intriguing counterpoint. Its texture is smooth, almost oily, yet with an underlying dusty, ancient quality. Projection is moderate but intensely atmospheric, drawing one in rather than announcing its presence loudly. It behaves primarily as a mysterious heart note, slowly sinking into a deeper, more profound base where its rooty, slightly musky undertones linger with a haunting persistence, often carrying a whisper of dry spice or ancient parchment.