The Undertaking
The wagon leaves the town square with coffins in tow. For the coach's rider, it is anything but a grim business. The road to the cemetery is pleasant and well-worn, and within minutes the smoke of the city's factories are replaced with the scents of cool air and wet moss. The rider knows he may never be invited to fanciful parties or lush parlors, but this moment is his alone to savor. There can be great pleasure in being misunderstood.
Featured notes: oak, moss, aged bark, earth, smoke, and hints of incense and plum
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