III. The Lovers Perfume Oil $34.00
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III. The Lovers Perfume Oil

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After she was dead, she began to come to him in the night. He grew pale, and there were deep circles under his eyes. At first, they thought he was mourning her. And then, one night, he was gone.

It was hard for them to obtain permission to disinter her, but they got it. They hauled up the coffin and unscrewed the lid. Then they prized what they found out of the box. There was six inches of water in the bottom, the iron had colored it a deep, orangish red. There were two bodies in the coffin: hers, of course, and his. He was more decayed than she was.

Later, someone wondered aloud how both of them had fitted in a coffin built for one. Especially given her condition, he said; for she was very obviously very pregnant.

This caused some confusion, for she had not been noticeably pregnant when she was buried.

Still later they dug up her got one last time, at the request of the church authorities, who had heard rumors of what had been found in the grave. Her stomach was flat. The local doctor told them all that it had just been gas and bloating as the stomach swelled, The townsfolk nodded, almost as if they believed him.

Black Phoenix’s most disquieting scent: baby’s breath and upturned soil.

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15 PAINTED CARDS FROM A VAMPIRE TAROT
Includes tarot card and 5ml bottle of perfume.

Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab is proud to present a scent and art series based on Neil Gaiman‘s short story, “15 Painted Cards from a Vampire Tarot.”

Each package comes with a 5ml bottle of perfume inspired by the tale and a corresponding tarot card, created by Madame Talbot.

The Fool premiered at San Diego Comic Con 2009 through the CBLDF, along with a Limited Edition variant of the Fool, created by Alicia Dabney.

T-shirts featuring Madame Talbot’s artwork for the series are available through Black Phoenix Trading Post.

Your purchase from Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab will help our friends at the National Coalition Against Censorship promote and defend First Amendment rights.

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