A professional photograph of Inside a decrepit, ivy- covered tower that rises crookedly from the middle of an overgrown graveyard, a witch with sunken, pale skin and violet hair stands over an ancient tome. The pages of the book, bound in dark leather, glow with a sinister red light as she whispers words of a forbidden spell. Her eyes, as black as onyx, reflect the flickering light of the many candles surrounding her, their flames dancing as if alive to the rhythm of her chant. Her bony fingers, adorned with rings made from bone and crystal, trace the arcane symbols in the air, causing the air around her to shimmer with unseen energy. The walls of the tower are lined with shelves filled with ancient scrolls, dried herbs, and jars of strange, glowing liquids. Outside the towerâs single, narrow window, the sky is a swirling mass of storm clouds, lightning occasionally illuminating the tombstones that litter the ground below. The witchâs black robes billow out as the air grows heavier with magic, the tower itself seeming to hum in response to her dark power. From the shadows, ghostly faces flicker in and out of sight, drawn to her as she pulls on the strings of the spirit world. <lora:aidmaMJ6. 1- FLUX- V0. 1:0. 6><lora:Movie_Portrait><lora:Flux DetailerV2>
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