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Web of the Grimoire

A scholar found a leather tome one autumn afternoon, Its pages gilt with curses old beneath October’s moon. He bore it home with eager hands, convinced he’d found his prize— A gateway into secret arts, forbidden, dark, and wise. The grimoire promised mastery o’er death and fleeting time, With incantations etched in blood, inscribed in cursive serpentine. “Three wishes shall be granted thee,” the…