A man in a hoodedie holding a staff in a dark forest

The ancient elder god stood motionless, gazing out into the distance with an expression of bored indifference. He was clad in a black hooded gown that draped over his skeletal frame. Bony fingers clutched a gnarled wooden staff resembling an ancient tree trunk. Two blue embers glowed dimly in the sockets of his skull, radiating an aura of strange calm. This ancient being had seen civilizations rise and crumble countless times over eons uncounted. Now he waited in solemn silence for the next cycle to begin. Though his powers were beyond mortal comprehension, on this day he felt only a vacant ennui.
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The ancient elder god stood motionless
,
gazing out into the distance with an expression of bored indifference
.
He was clad in a black hooded gown that draped over his skeletal frame
.
Bony fingers clutched a gnarled wooden staff resembling an ancient tree trunk
.
Two blue embers glowed dimly in the sockets of his skull
,
radiating an aura of strange calm
.
This ancient being had seen civilizations rise and crumble countless times over eons uncounted
.
Now he waited in solemn silence for the next cycle to begin
.
Though his powers were beyond mortal comprehension
,
on this day he felt only a vacant ennui
.
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