One Hundred Years of Solitude

man barely had time to let out
a cry of terror as he cracked
his skull and was killed
outright on the cement floor.
The foreigners who heard the
noise in the dining room and
hastened to remove the body
noticed the suffocating odor
of Remedios the Beauty on
his skin. It was so deep in his
body that the cracks in his
skull did not give off blood
but an amber-colored oil that
was impregnated with that