trees branches curtains unveil a hidden scene iridescent glow dances through the branches, magiclight caught on spiders webs in the branches forest floor cover glowing, emerald most inward bend towering trees encircling the glade monstrous, twisted cauldron bubbling with a strange, green, eerie liquid tendrils of vapor rise—dark, shifting hues of green, cyan, and gold Behind the cauldron stands a beuatiful witch, cloaked in robes of deepest black, adorned with strange, shifting symbols that seem to shimmer with their own life. Her wild golden hair flows down like a waterfall of sunlight. she stirs the cauldron mushrooms ring the clearing, casting an ethereal cyan glow that mingles with the swirling mist, giving the space an otherworldly, dreamlike quality