A bright cold blast of minty pine and strong juniper conjures heavy fresh snowflakes on pine trees. The softness of falling snow is imagined in powdery lilac and the impression of frosted floral blue bugle. Icy and crisp, as smooth as a glacial lake surrounded with wildflowers. A slow-paced story that will burrow straight to the center of your soul. Some say this is a fragrance for the introverts acting like a trusted parka, enveloping you in grandeur and wonder.

Notes from the brand:

"Have you ever stood alone atop a mountain with chunky snowflakes swirling all around? Such is the splendor you will experience within The Language of Glaciers, a romantic epic which reaches incredible heights and inspires one to leave no moment unappreciated. From the stillness of a moonlit snowshoe excursion, to the rush of witnessing an avalanche safely from above, the recollections of our unnamed narrator will captivate you the same way the solitary song of the snow owl captivated them. Find comfort in the cold and begin to see the world from stunning new perspectives. Critics have called it “A slow-paced story that will burrow straight to the center of your soul” and “Sharp as ice and smooth as a glacial lake.”