Opone was an ancient port in Somalia. On the spice route, travellers would stop there, unloading and loading balms and essences. There is an incessant ballet of aromas and colours concentrated in this fragrance. At the centre, like a backbone, an extreme concentration of Turkish rose. In its trail, it takes on spicy, leathery and woody accents, like a traveller carrying fragranced treasures. He is ready to leave with the next caravan, settling in between bags of saffron and cumin, placing his head against rolls of embroidered silk. The journey to the next town will be long.