A group of weary adventurers, cloaked in secrecy, huddle behind an ancient rock formation within the depths of a mysterious cave. The air is thick with anticipation as flickering torches on the walls cast eerie shadows. Amidst the darkness, a beholder's unblinking eyes scan the terrain, its many tentacles slithering through the gloom like living whips. In this foreboding landscape, the adventurers' anxious faces are illuminated by the faint glow of their lanterns, as they prepare to face the terror lurking in the shadows.

(style of Kestutis Kasparavicius, PT[WPM])

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