Glowing pumpkins, secret potions and little thrills: at No. 13, Halloween night smells like magic.

As darkness falls, light a candle, set out the treats and let magic fill your home.

A red apple waits in the heart of the forest 🌲, far too glossy to be there by chance. Baked apple meets cinnamon and caramel in a warm, dark, and gourmand fragrance. Just sweet enough to draw you closer. Suspicious enough to make you think twice 🍎

A carved pumpkin glows at the doorstep as the night grows darker 🌙 Pumpkin meets cinnamon and honey in a warm, golden, and deeply autumnal fragrance. A light lit for Halloween—bright enough to show the way, or to keep something at bay 🎃

Everything is left on the table: the open book, the wax still warm 🕯️, a few scattered herbs. Whoever was there before left in a hurry. Aromatic lavender meets incense and patchouli in a deep, herbaceous and mysterious fragrance. It’s the hour when some things are best left unnamed 🔮

The room is the same. The mirror is not 🪞 Jasmine blends with soft cotton, pierced by the sharpest, coldest black pepper. A fragrance that is clean only on the surface—like a reflection that keeps moving even after you’ve stopped 🌑

The door yields with more resistance than expected. Inside, the air feels as though it has stood still for years 🕸️ Warm amber meets sandalwood and talc in a soft, powdery, and cocooning fragrance. Notes of wood, antique textiles, and boxes that were perhaps better left unopened 🗝️

Footprints lead into the woods on two feet. The ones that return are different 🐾 Dark pine meets warm sandalwood and moss in a deep, wild, and woody fragrance. Above the trees, a giant full moon glows. On the path, an abandoned shirt 🌕
The night continues along Candle Street. Which door will you open?