Lilacs

I was once walking down the road to my next town. I was a silk merchant. It was sunset, so when I saw that beautiful lilac grove, I immediately thought that it must be owned by someone wealthy. Maybe I could find an inn and get something to eat.

I wandered into the garden, and the first thing I noticed was the smell. The smell was as sweet as perfume. No! It was sweeter. I felt myself being lured towards the scent. Then I noticed the bodies, positioned around the lilacs, but each one was smelling the beautiful bunches of violet flowers

I couldn't stop myself. I put my nose into the beautiful flower. Then took a deep breath through my nose. Now I'm stuck here, until I rot. I just have one warning: Never smell the lilacs.