A mysterious wizard living in the Middle Ages produces perfume by combining substances that people ignore. His secret book, human cadavers and mystical birds accompany him. They are helpful. It rains a lot on a dark night. Lightning is literally piercing the sky. He thinks about the smell of wet people and decides to make perfume from it.
Let me add the smell of wet skin, mud, and a little bit of candle smoke. Let's add some silence and some air. Now the perfume is ready.
