A skeletal dark fantasy Pope rots in tattered papal garb: blood-crusted cassock, shredded mozzetta, crooked mitre with inverted crosses. Sunken green eyes smolder in his hollow, ashen face; lipless mouth exhales shadow-smoke. Clawed hands clut finger-bone rosaries clatter. His chasuble seethes with serpentine embroidery, shadows writhe as wraiths, and a fractured halo bleeds necrosis. Air thick with rot and incense, his throat hisses cursed psalm a blasphemous deity enthroned in damned splendor.
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A skeletal dark fantasy Pope rots in tattered papal garb: blood-crusted cassock, shredded mozzetta, crooked mitre with inverted crosses. Sunken green eyes smolder in his hollow, ashen face; lipless mouth exhales shadow-smoke. Clawed hands clut finger-bone rosaries clatter. His chasuble seethes with serpentine embroidery, shadows writhe as wraiths, and a fractured halo bleeds necrosis. Air thick with rot and incense, his throat hisses cursed psalm a blasphemous deity enthroned in damned splendor.
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