Aria by Elyon — A Fragrance Composed in Time

Aria unveils a grand tapestry of 21 sacred notes, each sourced from forgotten geographies, aged in silence, and crafted to astonish even the most jaded collector. No shortcuts. No dilution. Just rarity, ritual, and reverence.

Spiced Floral Core

Baie Rose, Clove, Nutmeg, Cinnamon, Ginger

A five-spice constellation: pink pepper from volcanic Réunion, Zanzibar clove aged in sealed rosewood, Sri Lankan cinnamon bark sun-cured in palmleaf, ginger root flash-dried in volcanic ash, and whole nutmeg from Java — each spice matured separately, then folded into silk. The result is fire with control. A golden, spiced architecture that crackles softly, like embers wrapped in velvet.

Crowned White Florals

Jasmine Sambac, Neroli, Carnation

Jasmine plucked at 3:00 a.m. in Tamil Nadu, before its soul is lost to heat. Neroli steam-distilled from the first orange blossoms of Nabeul. Carnation petals infused in bergamot oil for 5 days before distillation — giving the note its elegant, peppered backbone. These aren’t florals — they’re shadows of memory, pressed into gold.

Resinous Mysticism

Elemi, Myrrh, Labdanum

Elemi resin tapped under moonlight in northern Luzon and sealed in cedar. Ethiopian myrrh aged for 9 years in carved olivewood. Labdanum, dried on linen in the wind-scorched cliffs of Crete, then folded into Aria like sacred smoke. This is the scent of ancient pages, of prayers without words.

Velvet Woods

Sandalwood, Cedar, Patchouli, Papyrus

Vintage Mysore sandalwood from pre-ban Indian stock. Himalayan pink cedar, cut during the winter solstice. Indonesian patchouli leaves air-dried in woven jute sacks for five summers. And Nile-grown papyrus, soaked in black tea and smoke-dried in copper drums. This is Aria’s spine — dry, creamy, worn like antique leather bound in silk.

Sacred Sweetness

Vanilla, Tonka Bean

Tahitian vanilla beans, hand-split and macerated in Japanese hinoki oil for 120 days. Venezuelan tonka beans sun-roasted over volcanic stone. This is not confection — it’s warmth, whispered in gold. The edge of a memory. The skin of a poem.

Mineral Musk & Shadow

White Musk, Cashmeran, Vetiver, Oakmoss

A veil of clean white musk, harmonized with French amber oil and fine-milled cashmeran — polished like ivory. Haitian vetiver, aged 11 years in ironwood barrels. Oakmoss gathered only after rainfall, pressed from fallen bark. The trail Aria leaves is not loud. It lingers. On skin. On silk. On soul.