KITCHEN

Brew potions and poisons in hearths where the fire never dies, its eternal flames casting a ruddy glow on soot-stained stones that have witnessed centuries of dark culinary rites. Each cauldron, blackened by time, hangs as a vessel of gothic culinary magic—bubbling with elixirs that could enchant a lover or curse a foe. Herbs dangle from the rafters, their dried leaves whispering incantations, while a raven perches on the windowsill, its beady eyes watching as you stir the brew, the air thick with the scent of nightshade and mystery.