Amontillado
The sound of dripping echoed in the dark.
Fortunado, once so proud and jovial, hung slack against the wall.
Brick by horrifying brick, a man once thought a friend had stolen his life, leaving him in darkness.
Alone, forgotten, betrayed; all light, life, and hope was lost. Now there was nothing but the dripping.
Putrid water from the stones above, blood from his shackled wrists, and tears from his eyes.
All dripped endlessly in the dark and drilled relentlessly into his mind.
That sound was all he had left... Drip, drip, drip.
•Scent story: Amontillado, Catacombs, & Suede
Each candle comes in a frosted amber glass jar, with engraved wooden lid.
Genre: Fantasy, Horror
The sound of dripping echoed in the dark.
Fortunado, once so proud and jovial, hung slack against the wall.
Brick by horrifying brick, a man once thought a friend had stolen his life, leaving him in darkness.
Alone, forgotten, betrayed; all light, life, and hope was lost. Now there was nothing but the dripping.
Putrid water from the stones above, blood from his shackled wrists, and tears from his eyes.
All dripped endlessly in the dark and drilled relentlessly into his mind.
That sound was all he had left... Drip, drip, drip.
•Scent story: Amontillado, Catacombs, & Suede
Each candle comes in a frosted amber glass jar, with engraved wooden lid.
Genre: Fantasy, Horror
The sound of dripping echoed in the dark.
Fortunado, once so proud and jovial, hung slack against the wall.
Brick by horrifying brick, a man once thought a friend had stolen his life, leaving him in darkness.
Alone, forgotten, betrayed; all light, life, and hope was lost. Now there was nothing but the dripping.
Putrid water from the stones above, blood from his shackled wrists, and tears from his eyes.
All dripped endlessly in the dark and drilled relentlessly into his mind.
That sound was all he had left... Drip, drip, drip.
•Scent story: Amontillado, Catacombs, & Suede
Each candle comes in a frosted amber glass jar, with engraved wooden lid.
Genre: Fantasy, Horror