"All things considered, it's the small bottles that... disrupt the equilibrium."
"Herbology wasn't supposed to be this complicated... wires intermingle."
"Twisted stanzas on parchment, lost in. The flickering light."
"In the corner, a forgotten grid of puzzling runes."
"Bottles whispering secrets of ineffable combinations."
"Hands trembling, not from fear but from the thrill of the unknown."
"They said closure lies in... somewhere, beneath the chaos."