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An old witch, cloaked in tattered robes, stands by a mysterious river deep within an enchanted forest. Her gnarled hands hold a flask of glowing green liquid, which she pours slowly into the water. The liquid spreads, causing the river to shimmer with an eerie light. Behind her, a dilapidated hut leans precariously among the twisted trees. She gazes at the transformation with a sinister smile, her eyes gleaming with dark intent as the forest seems to whisper in anticipation.