Elysian

Somewhere above the ordinary sky, where blue gives way to infinity, a realm of stillness begins. Time slips away here. In its place drifts the scent of orange blossom light, radiant, golden. It floats through the air like a memory you can almost touch.

Somewhere beyond the clouds, where the sky melts into eternity, lies a world untouched by time. The scent of orange blossom drifts through the air, weightless and golden. Fields of jasmine and ylang-ylang sway in the warm breeze, their fragrance as soft as a dream. And when night finally falls, the world is wrapped in a veil of white musk and vanilla, a promise of serenity that lingers long after you’ve left. Elysian a breath of paradise.