LEVIATÁN At its heart

At its heart

Leather traces the contours of scales worn since before creation learned its name

and the cost of daring to challenge the divine

merging with the strength of leather

Middle: Rose

LEVIATÁN At its heartIt stirs in the deep, where light cannot reach: ancient, boundless, sovereign over the abyss. Bergamot sharp as sea wind, orange blossom adrift like foam, a breath of green apple, cool, fleeting, almost innocent, helichrysum golden above the waves: the last breath before the descent. At its heart, the beast awakens. Marine notes press against the skin with the weight of fathomless water. Cascalone hums with a resonance older than language: salt,