A quiet hush beneath the trees. Cool stone. Pressed leaves. A soft breath you didn’t realize you were holding. Eucalyptus Veil is the color of shade in the afternoon, of journals cracked open in stillness, of steady hands on slower days. It carries the calm of something ancient — not loud, not flashy, but sure. Rooted. Cool. Unshaken. It doesn’t ask for attention. It simply endures.
