Nevermore

The setting:
In a old library, with book shelves climbing to the 20ft ceiling, the roaring fire being the main sorce of light, you sit in a tall wingback chair, holding the thick leather bound book, full of tattered pages that you flip through too fast as you get lost in the story upon its pages. 
 
Can you smell it?
 
Soy,  cocount and apricot wax blend. All natural.