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Sel D'Argent

Eau de parfum

At dusk on the rocks of the Island of Beauty, the light turns dim and the sea gleams in silvery tones. I remember our last swim, just an hour ago, and the persistent taste of salt on my skin. The waves gradually calm their agitation, while the moon timidly appears in the sky, accompanying the sun's retreat in its red hue. On the way back home, the scent of fig trees envelops the twilight, while the fresh and crisp sea air subtly announces the melancholy that usually accompanies the end of summer.