A flamboyant old crone travels from town to town in a richly coloured,horse-drawn caravan. The scents of burning sweetgrass and sage hang on the air around her.
Brave to come inside?
Those bold enough to grace the inner sanctum, (and bequeath a small price,) will be rewarded with ten thousand tiny drawers and sacs and boxes... mysterious packages, pouches and vessels... each one containing a treasure of your heart...
