null The witch’s black

    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 tower’s single, narrow window, the sky is a swirling mass of storm clouds, lightning occasionally illuminating the tombstones that litter the ground below. The witch’s 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>
    In a shadowy, cobweb-filled attic, a tall, elegant witch with deep ebony skin and silver tattoos lounges on an antique velvet chaise, sipping from a teacup made of bone. Her long, flowing black dress is adorned with glittering stars and crescent moons, and her pointed hat is tilted stylishly to one side. Surrounding her, shelves are filled with dusty spellbooks, strange trinkets, and jars of preserved creatures, all casting eerie shadows in the dim candlelight. A large, ornate mirror behind her reflects a ghostly image, as if something unseen is watching from another world. Perched on her lap, a sleek raven with intelligent, glowing blue eyes preens its feathers while keeping a watchful eye on the room. The window behind her shows a view of the full moon, its light casting soft beams through the dusty glass. The scene is a blend of gothic elegance and dark magic, with a sense of timeless mystery surrounding the witch’s secretive world.<lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:0.5><lora:Witchcore>

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