Mosswright's Prayer

In the hushed woodlands beyond the orchard ruins, there once lived a solitary herbal mystic known only as the Mosswright. Cloaked in bramble-threaded robes and versed in forgotten tinctures, they whispered invocations to coax life from loam and leaf. Each dusk, before the fireflies woke, the Mosswright would recite a sacred prayer—an ode not to gods, but to green things growing: a plea for patience, wild serenity, and the clarity found only in damp stone and dewy fern.

"Mosswright’s Prayer" captures the alchemical hush of those twilight rites. Herbal top notes of bergamot tea, eucalyptus leaf, sweet grass, and muddled mint stir like breath in a lichen-curtained apothecary. Mid-notes bloom with fernleaf lavender, dewy muguet, and bois de rose—a fresh, wistful bouquet that unfurls slowly, like pressed petals in vellum. Beneath it all, the base settles into violet leaf, white patchouli, and amber woods, grounding the ethereal in earth and memory.

This scent is a quiet invocation—green wisdom, bottled.

Those who seek the Mosswright’s Prayer may find it nestled among the wares...Or simply follow the moss-lined path here.