An old wise man and Islamic scholar with an Avicenna-like appearance sits alone, shrouded in darkness, his hood up and a mysterious white cloak draped around him. He holds an open book, the yellow pages illuminated by the soft glow of candles on a nearby stand. Flickering flames dance across his pale face, casting eerie shadows as he carefully reads an ancient tome. A skull rests on a plinth nearby, its vacant gaze seeming to watch over the quiet devotion of the wise old scholar.

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