The fire is crackling, the woods are still… and the ghosts have gathered for their favorite tale.
Ghost Stories opens with a lively burst of blood orange zest, like laughter echoing through the trees. Sweet vanilla bean swirls with charred birchwood, and a hint of juniper drifts through the air, cool and curious , just like the friendly spirits hiding behind the trees.
Melt it and join the circle. The ghosts have saved you a seat.
