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Mojave Seraph
Inspired by Byredo’s Mojave Ghost

A divine bloom carried on desert wind — fragile, eternal, otherworldly.

Where earth stretches into silence and sunlight reigns without mercy, a hush falls across the sands — not of emptiness, but of reverence. In this sacred stillness, Mojave Seraph descends like a breath of eternity, soft as wings brushing the mortal world.

A first inhale glimmers like cold dawn against warm dunes —
sheer musk, air kissed with citrus light, and the ghost of a white flower not yet born.

It does not announce itself.
It arrives, weightless and pure, the way angels do —
felt before seen, remembered before known.

As the day rises, so does the scent —
milk-white petals bloom against sun-bleached wood,
a quiet sweetness lingering like prayer in the morning heat.

Nothing grows here, yet it blooms.
Nothing survives here, yet it persists —
a divine contradiction,
holy vulnerability made fragrant.

This is not a flower of earth,
but of heaven misplaced,
left glowing in dust like a blessing forgotten by gods.

Mojave  Seraph is the miracle of softness in the unforgiving,
the echo of wings in empty sky,
a spirit of purity wandering where life should not be.

A whisper.
A presence.
A quiet, sacred haunting.

Weightless. Luminous. Desert-born and heaven-blessed.

Fragrance Family: Floral • Woody • Musk
Mood: Ethereal • Elegant • Serene

FRAGRANCE NOTES
TOP: NASEBERRY, AMBER MIST
MIDDLE: VIOLET, MAGNOLIA, SANDALWOOD
BOTTOM: CRISP AMBER, CEDARWOOD, MUSK