Let the Nightmare Bloom...
Step into the eerie beauty of spring with Poison Garden, a gothic candle that blends the sweet, heady aroma of French lilac with the crisp scent of cut grass and green leaves. But beware—this horror candle is more than just a floral delight. Lurking within its delicate fragrance is a chilling tale of two boys lost forever in the depths of a forbidden garden.
Each candle includes an exclusive horror story—light Poison Garden and let its intoxicating scent lure you into a nightmare where the flowers are as deadly as they are beautiful.
French Lilac
Green Leaves
Cut Grass
- Phthalate Free
- cruelty free
- vegan
- sustainably-sourced wick
wooden wick candle care tips
wooden wick candle care tips
- Always trim your wood wick before each light! Simply pinch off the charred wood from the previous light, or use a wick trimmer for a cleaner cut. Wicks should be about 1/4" each time the candle is lit. The most common reason for wood wick candles not staying lit is a wick that is too long.
- In order to ensure your candle will not tunnel over time, give your candle ample time to melt to the edge the first time you light it. This can take up to 4 hours
- remember not to light the candle near anything flammeble: fabrics, curtains, house plants, etc. Keep candle away from pets and children. Do not light for longer than 4 hours at a time. Be careful handling candle when it is lit as the jar can be very hot.
Let me tell you a story...
When I took the job as a nanny for two young boys, I was told to give them outdoor playtime every day. The manor grounds were vast and perfect for
exploring. The only place we were sternly told to stay away from was a large overgrown garden, guarded by a heavy iron gate and old stone wall.
“The garden was planted a century ago by my great-grandmother,” I was told by the boys’ mother. “The plants inside are...different.
Dangerous. The gates must always be kept shut.”
During a game of hide-and-seek, when it was my turn to seek, I searched the grounds high and low for the boys. When I remembered the old garden, my blood ran cold. I raced to garden and felt my heart drop in my chest when I saw the iron gates propped open, just wide enough for two little boys to run through.
the spring scream collection
-
Regular priceFrom $10.00Regular priceSale priceFrom $10.00Unit priceper
Fresh Grave
-
Regular priceFrom $10.00Regular priceSale priceFrom $10.00Unit priceper
Highland Mourning
-
Regular priceFrom $10.00Regular priceSale priceFrom $10.00Unit priceper
Poison Garden
