“A kid of your age—any kid—could get hold of matches if she wanted to, burn up the house or whatever. But not many do. Why would they want to?” - Firestarter, Stephen King (1980)
This Stephen King inspired wax melt smells like a stolen child, like car chases and melted bullets, like an uncontrollable power, like a raging fire.
Notes: A rich and warm cinnamon enriched with spicy tones of ground nutmeg, black pepper, clove and cumin with hints of ginger and cinnamon leaf.
Weight: approx. 50g