In the farthest shadow of Oz, where the Emerald City’s glow went dull and green turned sickly, an evil wizard stirred his cauldron and smiled. Heroes had sung their songs, witches had melted, and goodness had grown lazy—but wickedness, he knew, only sharpened with time. With a flick of his crooked wand, the wind reversed, the road cracked, and Oz remembered what it meant to fear again. This time, the magic wouldn’t glitter. It would linger.
Welcome to: The Road To Oz & The Great Deception
SCENT NOTES: Roasted Pistachio, Honey, Almond Cream, Coconut, Shortbread, Vanilla, Musk
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