Prompt: As the moon weaves its silver threads across a velvet sky, the Witching Hour descends upon a dimly lit wizard's chamber. In this bewitched sanctum, surrounded by tomes of ancient magic and crooked grimoires, incantations dance on the tongue of a wizard diligently summoning spirits. Wisps of smoke rise from bubbling cauldrons, carrying the scent of exotic herbs and enchanted potions. Pixies flutter by, their wings leaving trails of ethereal sparkles. Goblins, with misaligned teeth and twitching fingers, lurk on the fringes, eager to catch a glimpse of conjured wonders. This mystical muddle, a delicate balance of whispered spells and whispered secrets, casts a spell of mystery and enchantment upon all who dare to linger.

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