close up of a solitary 14th‑century witch stands deep within a shadow‑soaked cave, illuminated only by the eerie glow of her spellcraft. Rough stone walls drip with moisture, carved with primitive runes and sigils. The witch wears tattered medieval robes, layers of wool and rough‑spun fabric, her silhouette framed by swirling smoke and drifting embers. She raises her hands over a crude stone altar covered in bones, herbs, wax‑sealed scrolls, and iron talismans. A circle of chalk and ash surrounds her, pulsing with faint blue light. The atmosphere is ancient, dangerous, and sacred — a hidden sanctum where forbidden magic crackles through the air
