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StorySocials_StorySocials_WitchyVibes0068

Dressed in a crimson gown, its bodice kissed with delicate white lace, she sits in a dimly lit room, a sense of power radiating from her. In her arms, she cradles a weathered skull, its emptiness a stark contrast to the vibrant red rose nestled beside it on the worn wooden table.