Watery Grave Candle

Ozone. Sea salt. Wet earth. Full-body goosebumps.

This isn’t your average ocean breeze, babe—this is coastal curse core. One whiff and you’re ankle-deep in haunted marshes, whispering incantations while something ancient stirs beneath the surface. Salty air kisses your skin, ozone crackles like a storm with an attitude, and the damp earth? Let’s just say it remembers everything.

For witches who flirt with sea spirits, hex with tidewater, and keep their secrets buried in the mud.

Light it up and embrace your soggy little villain arc.