Haunted Summer Camp Candle

Fir needle. Cedar leaf. Cypress. Toasted marshmallow—and trauma.

Smells like ghost stories you shouldn’t have told, marshmallows charred under a blood moon, and something definitely watching from the tree line. Woodsy, smoky, and just a little too quiet—like the calm right before your flashlight dies.

Perfect for anyone who peaked at sleepaway camp and never emotionally left. Or for witches who like their forests cursed and their s’mores slightly sinister.

Because the only thing more roasted than the marshmallows… is you.

9oz