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An eye level three quarter shot of a woman with long violet hair and a black velvet coat sitting cross legged on the counter of a crowded midnight apothecary, leaning forward with a smirk as she tilts a small glowing glass bottle toward the viewer, a ring of sigils stitched in pink thread around her collar. In the foreground, brass scales, a stone mortar with a pestle and a scatter of folded paper packets crowd the lower edge of the frame. In the midground, tall wooden cabinets of tiny labeled drawers climb the walls behind her with a rolling ladder leaning against them, and shelves of amber and clear glass bottles hold teal and pink tinctures that glow softly like lanterns. Behind the counter, a heavy curtain is half open on a back room of hanging dried herbs and a round window showing a stormy night. Hidden in the background, one drawer in the cabinet is slightly open and a thin ribbon of pink smoke curls out of it. Warm candle amber key light from the counter, cool teal glow from the bottles, a magenta rim light on her hair. Amber, teal, violet and black palette, cozy, theatrical and a little dangerous.