The note presents a cacophony of raw earth, humid decaying foliage, and an undercurrent of animalic musk. A musty, rooty, vegetal darkness is balanced by a fleeting, almost ethereal, sweetness of rotting fruit. There's a textured, almost feathered quality, and a damp, moldy sharpness. The projection is moderate, but the longevity is surprisingly persistent, clinging to the skin like a memory of the wild. It behaves as a base note, grounding the fragrance with its depth.