A Witch’s Brew
A large pewter cauldron hangs above a flaming coal fire, its contents bubbling and hissing.
Additional ingredients are mixed in. The essence changes colour, from forest green to sludge brown.
A staggering smell of sulphur fills the room, following the billowing smoke in escaping through the hole in the ceiling.
This is my entry to @jayna’s 50 Word Short Story Challenge.
Find out about the contest here.
Image from Pixabay
