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A solemn figure, clad in a tattered, crimson-hued executioner's hood and tunic, looms against a dimly lit, candle-lit background. The ladys pale skin seems almost translucent beneath the flickering flames, as he gazes down with an unsettling intensity. Her dark hair is disheveled, framing her angular features. In one hand, she grasps a rusty scythe, its blade glinting ominously in the warm light.
