A close up of a skeleton wearing a hat and a robe


The faithful, their expressions frozen by terror, remain motionless and helpless before the terrifying scene unfolding before their eyes. Their gazes fixed on the Master of the Dead, their trembling hands clinging to the wooden benches, they are trapped in a mixture of fear and morbid fascination. The Master of the Dead, his sinister figure ever closer to the priest, emanates an aura of dread and agony. His face still hidden by the hat, his piercing eyes shining with an otherworldly glow. Every detail of his skeletal hand is visible, the bones protruding and his fingers long, twisted, as if they belonged to a being who long ago surpassed the boundaries of mortality. --auto --s2
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The faithful
,
their expressions frozen by terror
,
remain motionless and helpless before the terrifying scene unfolding before their eyes
.
Their gazes fixed on the Master of the Dead
,
their trembling hands clinging to the wooden benches
,
they are trapped in a mixture of fear and morbid fascination
.
The Master of the Dead
,
his sinister figure ever closer to the priest
,
emanates an aura of dread and agony
.
His face still hidden by the hat
,
his piercing eyes shining with an otherworldly glow
.
Every detail of his skeletal hand is visible
,
the bones protruding and his fingers long
,
twisted
,
as if they belonged to a being who long ago surpassed the boundaries of mortality
.
--auto --s2
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