After Light
Chapter 1 – Night
A scent for depth and return.
The sky is dark, but not asleep. The world has stilled, but not ended. After Light lingers in the space between—where the embers haven’t yet faded, and the hush carries heat.
This scent opens with bergamot, fig, and bay leaf—dry, green, and quietly fresh. Cedarwood, vetiver, and musk deepen the moment, while black tea leaf brings a subtle smokiness. It’s a scent that doesn’t settle—it smolders. Grounded and sensuous, this is where the ritual deepens.
Hand-poured using 100% natural soy wax and finished with a soft-crackling wood wick, each refill is designed to slip seamlessly into your Forever Jar.
Available in Original (Up to 30hr) and Deluxe (Up to 60hr).
Vegan. Cruelty-free. A ritual worth returning to.
This scent is currently available for pre-order.
Your refill will ship in September—just in time to reset the season.
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Night has arrived—but it hasn’t yet settled.
The sky has darkened, and the noise has slipped away.
You step outside and everything feels washed, clarified, still.
There’s a weight in the air—not heavy, but holy.
As if the world has taken a breath. And so have you.
The scent of stillness.
The air is dry, but full. Fig trees stretch into the dark, their leaves still warm from the day.
The stone beneath your feet feels ancient, familiar.
A breeze carries bergamot and bay, softened by cedar and smoke.
You pause—because here, silence speaks louder than sound.
Reflection lives here.
There’s something about nightfall that invites you to feel deeply.
To process. To remember. To simply exist without interruption.
After Light isn’t just a scent—it’s a slowing down.
A grounding. A flicker of presence you carry long after it passes.
The scent of quiet intensity.
After Light opens with:
- Bergamot, fig, and bay leaf – dry, green brightness with a hint of shadow
- Cedarwood and vetiver – grounding, smoky, and deeply earthy
- Black tea leaf and musk – soft, dry, and sensuous in the lingering dark
A fragrance that lives in the space between stillness and desire.
This is where the ritual deepens. Where it returns to silence.
Not every ritual is loud. Some are so quiet, only your soul can hear them.
Let this be your ending—and your beginning.
A moment to hold. A presence to revisit.
Night is not the close. It's the circle.
Chapter 1 ends not with silence—but with depth.
The light has faded. The embers glow low.
And from the darkness, something stirs again.
Because ritual is never really over. It simply returns.
