Mood: Dark wings, a magical being, stained-glass windows, gothic archways, a sprinkle of magic and fairy dreams.
Smells Like: Delicious wild berries, bergamot, clove buds, frosted lilies, and patchouli leaves.
Ruined stone archways lie scattered throughout the ancient woodland, carved intriciately with gothic patterns. The sun has now set, and the black sky extends onwards infinitely as wild creatures move in the shadows, howling at the full moon.
A mystical creature beats her wings silently and bathes the forest in a rich purple glow, her effervescent shimmer illuminating gnarled branches and spider webs.