A close-up shot of Jeff holding an old, brass lantern, its warm light casting long shadows across his rugged hands. The surrounding forest is dark and suffocating, with frost-covered branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. Snowflakes fall gently, catching the lanternâs light, but the deeper forest remains ominous and impenetrable. The glow from the lantern illuminates the runic characters which appears carved into the bark of a nearby tree, its letters filled with glowing embers.<lora:Vintage comic book:1.5>
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