Dawn Regained is not about passive waiting, but about the ability to grasp the light in the chaos of dream and reality – this initial light always waits deep within life, never absent. Like a clear ray slipping through the cracks in the horizon, it bends down and gathers, only to be reborn.

The olfactory evolution is akin to a dawn ritual: the freshness of mint recalls the still-present night, the citrus peels gradually unfold, diffusing the nascent warmth of dawn, before taking root in the soft depths of oakmoss , like the calm and welcoming breath of the earth awakened by the light, gently enveloping freshness and vitality.