Citrus Alchemy
🧡🍊☀️You lift the vial and the room tilts toward light: citrusy orange unfurls like a good sun, bright and immediate, an optimistic language that paints the inside of your skull.
🪻☀️🍊A thread of light lavender runs through that orange, cool and patient, and you feel the scent knitting a softer margin around the sparks—lavender as punctuation, as a small breath between ideas.
🩸🐲Dragon's blood enters like a deeper drum, resinous and dark, and it teaches your hands to remember old, stubborn rhythms;
🫚🌴patchouli slides in as velvet soil, grounding the flight, making the brightness readable against the body.
The scents do not simply stack; they mingle, effervescent, fizzing at the edges, an alchemy that brightens your aura until it hums with a single new color—
orange pouring into the corners of your eyes, pooling behind your ribs, spilling from the tips of your fingers.
You feel creativity uncurl like citrus peel under a thumbnail, aromatic oils launching a parade of small inventions:
a sentence, a doodled sun, a plan you had been too tired to name. The air becomes an instrument and you, learning its notes, press your palm to the table and find your pulse in tempo with the scent.
Memory slides forward—kitchens at dawn, a roadside vendor, a first laugh—each recollection washed orange and made sacrosanct by this light.
The lavender keeps you kind to these edges; the dragon's blood insists they are true; the patchouli roots them so they will not drift away on a later wind.
You walk through rooms like a painter, leaving a transient halo that friends will notice in your face before you say a word.
In the mirror you see the color settle, impermanent but real, and you decide to make art with the day as if the world were a citrus crate—bright, portable, essential.
When doubts come, they are softened by the scent and feel like paper you can fold and set aside;
when ideas arrive, they arrive like fruit—ripe, heavy, impossible to ignore.
You close your eyes and feel the mingled perfume outline a map: orange rivers, lavender hills, a dark resin path that leads to the places you have been afraid to enter.
You follow it, not because you must, but because the room tastes of possibility and your hands remember how to take it.
***This one-of-a-kind offering is a Crystal Goddess 888 Exclusive, and includes:
1 Roller Bottle (10 ml) of "Citrus Alchemy" Perfume
1 Tangerine Aura Quartz Crystal (exact crystal as pictured)
1 Carnelian Crystal (exact amber specimen pictured)
Please enjoy this offering, it comes beautifully gift wrapped with the poem tucked alongside.
Sending Love, 💘💘💘💌💌💌🌹🌹🌹xoxo, Erin
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