Death By Euphorbia


(Photo Credit: Crispina Kemp)

Kapuscinsky, following his methodical route, arrived at the Fairy Gardens. Spreading a tatami mat he set himself down in close proximity to the Euphorbia shrub.

“Sally I have decided to let the cat out of the bag.”

A thorny branch shot out and caressed Kapuscinsky’ s neck tenderly. When a second one enveloped his neck from behind, he knew something was not right. Two more determined branches wound around his neck and as the terrified botanist tried to scream, no words escaped his mouth. As his body convulsed in pain and eyes dilated devilishly, the thorns sliced the skin in his neck burying and burrowing deep within his throat. Torturous gurgles escaped his mouth and blood began gushing freely from the corners of his mouth.

A shellacked gardener later discovered a badly gutted throat, wrinkled tatami mat and a docile and tame Euphorbia shrub next to the dead with no branches.

(Word Count: 150)

Written as part of the Crimson’s Creative Challenge #13 More details regarding this challenge may be found HERE.

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