A towering heretic, clad in flowing, dark robes adorned with intricate, forbidden runes, stands by an arched window of a crumbling, candlelit cathedral. Beside him, a woman dressed in gilded medieval garb with delicate embroidery clutches the edge of her cloak, her expression torn between awe and dread. The book in the heretic’s hands glows faintly with an otherworldly hue, casting spectral shadows on their faces. Flickering flames cause the ancient stone walls to whisper with the weight of untold secrets, as if the cathedral itself bears witness to their silent covenant.

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