In the heart of a dark medieval forest, a weathered bull statue or sigil stands

In the heart of a dark medieval forest, a weathered bull statue or sigil stands amid the ancient, towering trees. The statue, carved from dark, moss-covered stone, exudes a sense of timeless strength and mystery. Moonlight filters through the dense canopy above, casting eerie shadows that dance across the bull's form. The forest around it is thick with silence, the air heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. Twisted roots and overgrown vegetation partially obscure the base of the statue, hinting at its age and the forgotten purpose it once served. Standing before the statue is a man cloaked in a red hood, his face obscured by shadows. The crimson fabric contrasts sharply with the dark, foreboding environment, making him an enigmatic figure against the backdrop of the ancient woods. He stands still, as if contemplating the bull's significance or drawing some hidden power from its presence. The atmosphere is thick with tension and mystery, the air filled with the silent whispers of the forest and the unspoken secrets of the past

(worst quality, low quality:1.4), bad hands, bad fingers, deformed hands, deformed fingers, fewer digits