MOON DUST STORY

EACH OF OUR SCENTS ARE INSPIRED BY A SCENT STORY, A DAYDREAM.

 

HERE'S THE ONE THAT SPARKED OUR FIST SCENT, MOON DUST.

 

I LOOKED ACROSS AT YOU THEN PARKED THE VAN, HOPPING DOWN TO THE ROCKS BELOW. ONLY HOURS AGO THE DESERT HAD SCORCHED OUR BARE FEET. AS YOU STOOD BESIDE ME, WE JOINED HANDS AND BREATHED DEEP, CLOSING OUR EYES, SUCCUMBING TO THE ABYSS.
A HUM VIBRATED IN OUR TOES, PULSING THROUGH OUR VEINS UNTIL OUR MINDS BEGAN TO DANCE, DIZZYING AND [GROUNDING ALL AT ONCE], AS IF THE EARTH WAS WHISPERING, “I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU.”