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A dramatic, extreme close-up of a crow's head, shoulders draped in a tattered ceremonial robe of black silk, the fabric falling in uneven, frayed folds around its neck, shoulders. The hood is pulled low, obscuring most of its face, but one sharp, glistening eye catches the pale moonlight filtering from above, glowing with an unsettling, intelligent intensity. The silver embroidery on the robe catches the light in thin, branching patterns—skeletal, ancient—partially unraveled, frayed with age. A few loose threads catch the cold breeze, barely visible against the dark fabric. The background is a soft, dark blur of twisted branches, drifting fog, with the faint suggestion of a moonlit forest behind. The mood is eerie, solemn, charged with ancient power