Woody

Nagarmotha smells like walking through an ancient temple after incense has burned down to ash—earthy, warm, and deeply grounding. Imagine wet soil after monsoon rain mixed with subtle spice and a whisper of something resinous. There's a faint sweetness underneath, almost like dried grass warmed by sun. It's not floral or fresh; it's the smell of deep earth, aged wood, and quiet meditation. Slightly bitter, never sharp—more like the scent clinging to your hands after handling sandalwood beads.

Citrus

Prune smells like dark, concentrated sweetness with a subtle woody undertone—imagine biting into a sun-dried plum that's been stewed gently. It's rich and jammy, almost syrupy, with a whisper of earthy depth beneath the fruit. Unlike citrus's brightness, prune note carries a velvety, slightly fermented warmth, like the smell of a fruit compote simmering on the stove mixed with old oak wood. There's an almost vinous quality, reminiscent of plum wine or aged brandy.