A Thousand Miles

The Winter Daphne we encountered inside a greenhouse during the heart of Seoul’s winter carried a cold, crisp fragrance that echoed the season itself. Far from the familiar floral softness, it felt more at home in a winter city than a blooming garden. There was a quiet sharpness to the scent—like silver on the wind. Not soft, not sweet, but vivid and bold. Leaving a trace that lingers for a thousand miles.