A rose carved from ancient stone that begins to glow at the edges-- with a dry, peppery crackle-- then slowly comes to life. A gothic rose, dipped in incense, with the sheerness and intensity of sunlight shining through ruby red stained glass. Named for the ancient Roman city famed for its temples to the gods and its profusion of roses, this extraordinary fragrance is regal and pagan all at once. Velvety, wine-drenched Turkish rose luxuriates in a bed of sweet myrrh and bracingly dry and spicy frankincense and woods. The luminous, drunken petals float on breezy osmanthus and peony, but never stray far from the mesmerizing cedar, wenge and resins that give this fragrance its mysterious, shadowy power. A mythical rose, dark and glowing, fit for the gods.