The image showcases a cursed oracle, her weathered hand delicately tracing the lines of her own jaw. Her lips, cracked and ashen, carry a hint of once- vibrant life now faded by time and dark magic. Her fingers are thin, each joint wrapped in tarnished bronze rings engraved with arcane symbols, glowing faintly with the curse that binds her. A large, serpent- shaped tattoo coils from the back of her hand to her wrist, its eyes flashing red as though alive. Her eyes, one pale and the other blood- red, stare ahead, as if seeing both this world and another. Long silver strands of hair frame her face, while a single raven feather dangles from her ear. She wears a tattered black cloak, adorned with crumbling feathers and bone charms. The dim, smoky background hums with the sounds of distant whispers, filling the air with eerie dread
