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Scent Name: Sed Non Satiata

Manufacturer: Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab –  Ars Amatoria

Scent Description and Notes: Strange goddess, brown as evening to the sight,
Whose scent is half of musk, half of havanah,
Work of some obi, Faust of the Savanah,
Ebony witch, and daughter of the night.

By far preferred to troth, or opium, or sleep,
Love vaunts the red elixir of your mouth.
My caravan of longings seeks in drouth
Your eyes, the wells at which my cares drink deep.

Through those black eyes, by which your soul respires,
Pitiless demon! pour less scorching fires.
I am no Styx nine times with flame to wed.

Nor can I turn myself to Proserpine
To break your spell, Megera libertine!
Within the dark inferno of your bed.

A pounding heartbeat coalesced into scent: demonic passion and brutal sexuality manifested through myrrh, red patchouli, cognac, honey, and tuberose and geranium in a breathy, panting veil over the darkest body musk.Image from https://blackphoenixalchemylab.com/shop/general-catalog-perfume-oils/ars-amatoria/sed-non-satiata/

Oil Color:  A slightly darker candied orange color.

Bottle Design and Artwork: This is a standard vial / imp size (1/32 oz). The label wrapped around the bottle features an Art-Deco inspired Phoenix with the the name of the company at the bottle of the image. On the other side, the title of the scent written in large, clear black font outlined with red on the front.


  • ITI: The first impression I get is that the scent overall is rather pretty.  The honey, musk, and red patchouli form a sweetly resinous base for the sultry musk, yet there is just a hint of innocence through the geranium and tuberose.  I do not, sadly, get any cognac. 
  • Wet: The curse of my skin – the honey begins to amp and turn slightly artificial; however, the red patchouli and myrrh are doing a good job of keeping that artificiality grounded. 
  • Dry: The combination of the honey and now cognac get a little overly sweet and start to go slightly powdery on my skin.  There is just a little of the tuberose left, but the other elements seem to have been swallowed by my skin.  

Other Impressions: Hubby doesn’t like this one.  He claimed it was, “Powder, powder, powder, powder, and…more powder.”