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I wore this once before and I remember loving it.  Plus, it’s my favorite story from Poe and a fitting scent for late October.

Scent Name: The Masque

Manufacturer: Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab –  Into The Maelstorm

Scent Description and Notes: “He had directed, in great part, the moveable embellishments of the seven chambers, upon occasion of this great fete; and it was his own guiding taste which had given character to the masqueraders. Be sure they were grotesque. There were much glare and glitter and piquancy and phantasm — much of what has been since seen in “Hernani.” There were arabesque figures with unsuited limbs and appointments. There were delirious fancies such as the madman fashions. There was much of the beautiful, much of the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and not a little of that which might have excited disgust. To and fro in the seven chambers there stalked, in fact, a multitude of dreams. And these — the dreams — writhed in and about, taking hue from the rooms, and causing the wild music of the orchestra to seem as the echo of their steps. And, anon, there strikes the ebony clock which stands in the hall of the velvet. And then, for a moment, all is still, and all is silent save the voice of the clock. The dreams are stiff-frozen as they stand. But the echoes of the chime die away — they have endured but an instant — and a light, half-subdued laughter floats after them as they depart. And now again the music swells, and the dreams live, and writhe to and fro more merrily than ever, taking hue from the many-tinted windows through which stream the rays from the tripods. But to the chamber which lies most westwardly of the seven, there are now none of the maskers who venture; for the night is waning away; and there flows a ruddier light through the blood-colored panes; and the blackness of the sable drapery appals; and to him whose foot falls upon the sable carpet, there comes from the near clock of ebony a muffled peal more solemnly emphatic than any which reaches their ears who indulge in the more remote gaieties of the other apartments. But these other apartments were densely crowded, and in them beat feverishly the heart of life. And the revel went whirlingly on, until at length there commenced the sounding of midnight upon the clock. And then the music ceased, as I have told; and the evolutions of the waltzers were quieted; and there was an uneasy cessation of all things as before. But now there were twelve strokes to be sounded by the bell of the clock; and thus it happened, perhaps, that more of thought crept, with more of time, into the meditations of the thoughtful among those who reveled.

And thus, too, it happened, perhaps, that before the last echoes of the last chime had utterly sunk into silence, there were many individuals in the crowd who had found leisure to become aware of the presence of a masked figure which had arrested the attention of no single individual before. And the rumor of this new presence having spread itself whisperingly around, there arose at length from the whole company a buzz, or murmur, expressive of disapprobation and surprise — then, finally, of terror, of horror, and of disgust.

Bold and fiery, glowing with barbaric luster: this is the scent of the House of Prospero, the scent of hubris, mad revelry, folly and indifferent decadence, a measured passage through its lurid corridors and seven grotesque apartments.

Honey and carnation, rich incense and rose accord, myrtle, red sandalwood, amber, jonquil and clove propel you through the revel, finally seating itself in the final, patchouli, tobacco and labdanum drenched darkness of the blood-tinged western chamber. -BPAL

Oil Color:  It’s a woody brown and thick oil on my skin.

Bottle Design and Artwork: This is a standard 5ml brown apothecary bottle. The label is primarily black and white, although the name of the scent is in large Deco-inspired letters outlined in red. The name of the company is in black text block in a white block font, which is the same the the collection information, which is on the top of the image.   The image is of.something bound in bandages in a richly appointed room.

Image from Brumbjorn on bpal.org

Image from Brumbjorn on bpal.org


  • ITB: Spicy, warm, resinous – pure sumptuousness to my nose.  It reminds me of dark velvet.
  • Wet: It smells like there is my beloved ambergris in here, but I know that it isn’t here.  It must be the combination of tobacco, amber, and labdanum.  I also get clove, a touch of spicy carnation, and a hint of rose underneath.  This is swoon-worthy!
  • Dry: This is still so delicious – honey, amber, incense, tobacco, sandalwood, and a touch of rose.  I think I need additional bottles of The Masque.

Other Impressions: “Interesting.  It’s like a powdery floral thing.” -Tony