The hollow and rhythmic sounds of her boots on the wet pavement echo through the night air. Fog floods the floors of the haunted hotel, making your breath catch in your throat. Her? She is right at home. From one ear hangs an earbud singing songs of decades past, the other dangles against the cool skin of her chest, an open invitation to speak if you dare. Smoky Bars and Life on Mars is smooth like coconut milk and dangerous like lustful, smoky musk which casts a grim afterthought. From her backpack spill vintage anatomy books long since proven obsolete by science, but she doesn’t care. Her intelligence descends from the galaxies, sprinkling like powdery jasmine through the ethereal skies. Head; coconut milk, midnight jasmine Heart; black pepper, cedar Soul; tonka, musk All of our candles are made with a paraffin free coconut soy wax. We use cotton, lead free wicks and our fragrances are paraben/phthalate free.