Today's OneWord: Barrel

There was a barrel full of very dark, very rich wine in the cellar. The smell was pretty damn palpable. I couldn't walk by without getting a whiff of what seemed like a mix of elderberries and orange pulp. Very fruity and very tangy. I could almost taste it on my tongue just by inhaling.

My oldest cousin, who owned the vineyard, told me that it was a very special wine. His grandfather had made it for years, but he never bothered to sell it. It just sat there. Bewitching those who caught the odor.