Once, I dreamed ... I've lost my way in a gloomy forest. In the middle of the woods I saw an old house. With tired mind I knocked on the door. A strange woman opened the door. She asked to me come in with kind words. Her manner was so final and I was so astonished, that I followed her, as if I had been under a spell.As we were going with our torch along the dark passage, we came into a gloomy room. A fire had been kindled in the damp old fashioned grate. At last she stopped before the fire and said, after muttering and looking at me some seconds said gravely and emphatically: ´Poor soul!` I stood looking at her. She leaned over her cauldron and threw noisome ingredients into the boiling water: poisonous herbs, noxious reptiles, snake venom. The wind howls like tortured demons. From her cauldron arose a scent so weird. Stunning and bitter but very summoning. And she says: ´Close your eyes and drink. Strange brew killing what's inside of you.`... and the witch's magic drum was still beating hard ... I hope you will like it!