Some called her hag, others witch. No matter the title they used to label her, everyone knew her Twilight Brew was magical. A closely guarded recipe, she never divulged its ingredients.
It was easy to guess at some things she stirred into the broth: freshly plucked foul, water, herbs, roots, spices; but how she transformed them into the best tasting chicken soup was a mystery.
What do you think is in the cauldron?