There’s something sacred about midnight grief. When the world goes quiet, our losses echo louder. It’s in those hours that we clutch books to our chests, breathe in memories, and let ourselves feel everything we've been too afraid to face in the daylight.

That’s where Midnight Requiem- (Only available in the Character Grief Box) was born—a scent that honors how grief deepens as night unfolds, growing richer, darker, almost holy in its intensity.

Not Just Another Rose Perfume

This isn’t a delicate bouquet of roses meant for a sunny garden stroll.
No.

These roses grow wild in forgotten graveyards. Their sweetness is shadowed by the weight of time, by whispers of stone and loss. At the heart of this scent are Turkish and Bulgarian roses, but they’re transformed—wrapped in smoky trails of incense, like the rituals we turn to when grief becomes too much to carry alone.

A base of dark patchouli grounds you, keeping your feet on solid earth when emotions threaten to swallow you whole. A sharp hit of black pepper heightens your senses, keeping you alert to every nuance of feeling.

And then there’s the coffee note. Intentional. A nod to those sleepless nights when you stay up until dawn because you can’t stop reading, can’t stop hoping your characters survive their heartbreak—so you can survive yours.

Finally, sandalwood wraps around you like an old, familiar book. Warm. Comforting. Pressed close to your chest, the way you carry stories that changed you forever.

Grief is a Story We Carry

Grief isn’t just about loss. It’s about how we carry it. How it shapes us, changes us, carves us into something new.

Like a beloved book with worn pages, Midnight Requiem develops differently on each person. It finds your unique grief and sings it back to you—quietly, beautifully. This isn’t just a perfume. It’s permission: permission to let your grief be as raw, complex, and breathtaking as you are.

The Ritual of Feeling Everything

Grief is a story, and stories deserve rituals. Midnight Requiem invites you to wear yours on your skin. To honor the chapters that broke you open. To remember that even in your darkest midnight moments, you’re not alone.

Some stories aren’t meant to be left behind. They stay with us. They shape us. They deserve to be carried—close to our hearts, close to our skin.

This is Midnight Requiem.
A requiem for what you've lost.
And a reminder of all the beauty that remains.

What stories have left their mark on you?

Tell us in the comments. We want to hear the stories that shaped your soul.