In literature, the word “draught” is remarkably versatile, used to denote not only a measured sip of a beverage—a sleeping draught to soothe a character’s turmoil ([1], [2]), a potent potion that grants strength or induces transformation ([3], [4])—but also to evoke the subtle presence of moving air, whether it be the cold chill seeping through a window ([5], [6]) or the metaphorical gust that hints at change and mystery ([7]). Authors harness this dual meaning to enrich their narrative texture, linking the physical act of drinking—sometimes of life-saving or even perilous substances ([8], [9])—with the ephemeral, intangible forces of nature and fate ([10], [11]).