A mysterious desert witch draped in flowing robes of deep midnight, the intricate golden embroidery catching the moonlight as she moves through the endless dunes. Her veil billows like a whispering shadow, concealing all but her piercing, star- like eyes. She carries an ancient staff entwined with black serpents that seem to shift and writhe with a life of their own. Around her, a whirlwind of glittering sand spirals in arcane patterns, whispering forgotten secrets of the desert. Behind her, a colossal obsidian sphinx with glowing runes etched into its surface watches in eternal vigilance, the night sky a canvas of swirling constellations above
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