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Brewed in hues of green and violet, this bar is a forest witch’s charm wrapped in moss and moonlight. It feels like wandering barefoot through damp earth and tangled roots, gathering herbs by lantern-glow while the night hums with quiet magic.
French lavender drifts soft and sweet, a calming breath that soothes like a lullaby whispered to the trees. Earthy patchouli curls beneath it, rich and grounding, like freshly turned soil in a hidden grove. Together, they weave a spell of wild serenity… half garden, half shadow, wholly enchanted.
Nightshade is a soap of witches’ gardens, of cottage windows lit against the dark, of whispered spells and midnight blooms.
Brewed in hues of green and violet, this bar is a forest witch’s charm wrapped in moss and moonlight. It feels like wandering barefoot through damp earth and tangled roots, gathering herbs by lantern-glow while the night hums with quiet magic.
French lavender drifts soft and sweet, a calming breath that soothes like a lullaby whispered to the trees. Earthy patchouli curls beneath it, rich and grounding, like freshly turned soil in a hidden grove. Together, they weave a spell of wild serenity… half garden, half shadow, wholly enchanted.
Nightshade is a soap of witches’ gardens, of cottage windows lit against the dark, of whispered spells and midnight blooms.