Ghost Rocket

In the chill of a moonlit night, a glimmer of rocket fuel ignites the air with a dangerous allure, pulling you into a world of alien spices and whispered secrets. The sharpness of ginger and green mandarin cuts through the haze, while deep, resinous frankincense and myrrh linger like ghosts of desires past. As spectral musks entwine with the scent of smoking debris, you realize the thrill of the chase may lead you straight into the heart of darkness.