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BLACK HOLLOW CHANDLERY
An immersive storytelling experience exploring the world of the Elderwilde, brought to life through micro-batch candles, wax melts, & more.Discover our story & meet our opening collection below.
ENTER THE ELDERWILDE
A vast, seemingly endless expanse of primordial forest. Towering evergreens entangled with deciduous timber, carpets of moss sweeping across the floor and blanketing everything they touch, clusters of ferns and vining tendrils stretching for every ounce of sunlight. Whispers and birdsong drift amongst the leaves before being swallowed by the endless green. This is a place of reverence. Of ghosts. Of ancestral forces. The genesis of all that is.
THE WORLD OF MY SOUL
The Elderwilde is a world 8 years in the making, with Black Hollow nestled within its endless green embrace. This place is one I often visit in my mind. A place of respite and contemplation, of instropection and growth. It is both a child and an old friend to me. It is the world of my soul—deeply spiritual, deeply aware, and steeped in the love and reverence I hold for nature. I cannot wait to share it with you and bring it to life through these fragrances. I hope you will find a home and a peace within it as I have.- Hannah
INTO THE ELDERWILDE
The warm, rich bite of peppercorn & cinnamon gives way to subtle notes of moss-laden trees & a hint of wood smoke drifting through the underbrush.
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A vast, seemingly endless expanse of primordial forest. Towering evergreens entangled with deciduous timber, carpets of moss sweeping across the floor and blanketing everything they touch, clusters of ferns and vining tendrils stretching for every ounce of sunlight. Whispers and birdsong drift amongst the leaves before being swallowed by the endless green. This is a place of reverence. Of ghosts. Of ancestral forces. The genesis of all that is.
AN ENDLESS REBIRTH
A lungful of hearth smoke & decadent spice swirls with sweet vanilla & a base of sacred amber.
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Birth. Life. Death. Rebirth. The cycle is endless, eternal, futile to resist. What enters this world to bloom must wither and fade, joining what came before and nourishing what comes after. From the ash all rises anew. Surrender to the cycle.
EVER CUNNING & WATCHFUL
Ritual incense blankets an offering of ripened blackberry & warm, soft sandalwood for a refined tribute to the Sentinels of the Elderwilde.
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You may never lay eyes on them, but it’s almost certain they’ve laid eyes on you. Ears pricked, eyes focused, muscles at the ready. Proceed with cautious reverence and your arrival shall be heralded to all with a palpable calm. Proceed with reckless abandon and a cascade of warning flashes through the green ahead.
THE LIGHTS OF CEDARHOLM
Rich mahogany & teakwood blend with the warmth of fresh ginger & nutmeg, and softening into creamy coconut, vanilla, and the faintest hint of citrus.
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No one has seen them, the coven. The heartstones of the Elderwilde. Still, each night as the sun dips below the trees and the last streams of light fade, as the stars begin to dot the endless black above, so, too, do the lights of Cedarholm flicker into being. A warm glow lines the well-trodden paths of this silent yet sacred settlement, calling all in need of rest to this wellspring of magick to be restored.
MEET YOUR WAYFINDER
I'm Hannah, the one-woman show and your personal Wayfinder behind Black Hollow and the Elderwilde. I'm auDHD, chronically ill, and hopelessly in love with storytelling and world-building in all its forms. It is my utmost pleasure to guide you through the Elderwilde.