A whisky lost to myths and tales. The spirit forced to hide. The last casks escaped in secret. Set sail upon the Clyde. Each petal falls, the seasons change. Time idles on, our whisky slumbers. Awaking to be sipped and dsavoured. Cherished like the first buds in spring.
| Alcohol: | 50.3% |
| Volume: | 70cl |
| Bottled in: | 2023 |
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| Number of bottles: | 975 |
