In the heart of rural America, where forests whisper secrets of forgotten magic, lived the inseparable twins, Liam and Sam. Their home, where they were living with their hardworking parents, a weathered trailer on the outskirts of a small town, stood as a testament to their humble beginnings.

Despite their struggles, the siblings found solace in nature, often venturing into the woods to forage for mushrooms and wild berries. One fateful autumn day, as their smartphones fell silent in the dense forest, Liam and Sam lost their way.

Hunger gnawed at their bellies as they stumbled upon a clearing where a dilapidated gingerbread house stood, its sugary walls partially consumed. The air hung thick with the scent of decay and sweetness. Inside, they discovered the withered form of a witch, her desperation evident in the tooth marks that marred her edible dwelling.

 In a final, frenzied attempt at survival, she lunged at the twins. Quick-thinking Sam, determined to protect her brother, swung a fallen branch. The impact sent the weakened witch reeling backward, her frail body tumbling into an empty cauldron. A sickening crack echoed through the forest as her head struck the iron rim, and silence fell.

As the twins approached cautiously, an enticing aroma wafted from the cauldron – a mystical blend of ginger, cinnamon, maple syrup, and a hint of soot. Curiosity overtook their fear, and they dared to taste a drop of the witch's blood. To their amazement, years of consuming her sugary abode had transformed the witch's very essence into a soothing, aromatic elixir.

Thus, WITCH BLOOD was born – a scent that captures the bonds of family and the bittersweet fate of a creature consumed by her own magic.