

COD.DANHMYTH/DISCBOX1ABAN
The Perfume of the Royal Swan.
In the hush before enchantment, a white light settles on the skin: ABANTHE is born, graceful and seductive, regal as the wingbeat of a Pristine Royal Swan. It is the fragrance that turns presence into elegance, and grace into memory.
Extrait de Parfum- Natural Spray 12 ml
In the lands where Myth and Legend are born, Aphrodite works her enchantment: the valiant Abantes, companion to heroic Diomedes, becomes a White Royal Swan. From this metamorphosis arises ABANTHE, an Extrait that lays upon the skin the nobility of flight and the still-water grace of a sunset pool. Not merely a perfume: the instant when beauty finds its wings.
The royal Bergamot of Calabria opens the tale like a clear light on the horizon. At first touch, your skin feels uplifted, the breath broadened, a refined freshness that straightens the posture. Then come the White Florals, like luminous feathers: they do not intrude; they elevate. A pure, near-silken caress; you sense the skin smooth and lengthen, as if seeking its natural poise. The sillage composes itself without haste, with that sovereign calm that belongs only to what is truly regal.
To crown the gesture, the nobility of Woods: they hold the line of the fragrance like a perfect stem, granting measured depth and a persistence that does not ask for attention, it deserves it. The warmth that remains is clear, polished, never opulent: an embrace that leaves room for air and movement, like the Swan’s passing over mirrored water.
To wear ABANTHE is to enter legend with a light step: the skin becomes stage, the body finds carriage, memory illumines. Every gesture is harmony; every moment, a completed flight. Here, transformation is not narrated, it happens. And it remains.
The package includes:
Top Notes: Domino Apricot from Romagna, Bergamot from Reggio Calabria, Tea LeavesMiddle Notes: Indian Jasmine Sambac, Hibiscus, Italian LeatherBase Notes: White Musk, Australian Sandalwood, Olibanum, Oud Wood
Switch off the world for a moment. The water is still, holding the day’s first light like taut silk. Above, a milky sky opens in silence. A whisper ripples the surface: light in motion, a promise of flight. The air shifts; a citrus spark ignites, clean and crystalline, Calabrian Bergamot unfurling dawn upon the skin. ABANTHE appears. White Florals alight like feathers: they do not invade, they elevate. A cool caress lengthens the breath, straightens the posture, refines the outline. You bring the flacon close: a gesture, a rite. You spray. The fragrance recognizes you and confers carriage; you feel the skin become mirror, the body find its axis. You do not wear a perfume, you wear grace. Silence becomes a luminous suspension. Noble Woods emerge like stems beneath water: they set the course, lend depth, and emit a gentle power that does not ask for attention, it deserves it. You understand beauty is not elsewhere: it rests upon you, lifting you lightly, without weight. You raise your eyes: dawn pours pale gold upon the world. You move, and the sillage walks a pace behind—white mantle, serene elegance, a light that remains. Today, you will fly.
White light, sovereign grace. Profound elegance, natural carriage. Stems of noble woods, measured depth. Dawn that lingers on the skin.