A vile sits among many upon the shelf, a soft green glow eminating as soft orange speckled float around the creamy brown liquid, feathers floating without being dampened, a soft fur encasing the vile. Upon the note a rhyme.
Of land and sky
This vile bewitches thy eye
A creature so clever
Fused with one of nightly endeavor
To drink thine bottle
Is to push thy's transfusion to full throttle
I liked the potion idea! I wanted to try and mystify it too, but thank you for considering