Rompt: "Deep beneath a forgotten monastery, the brewery stands

rompt: "Deep beneath a forgotten monastery, the brewery stands—a cathedral of stone and shadow, lit by smoldering braziers and lanterns filled with ever-burning pitch. Fermenters tower like arcane engines, their riveted shells humming with forbidden resonance. Barrels line the walls like sarcophagi, each sealed with wax and sigils that crawl under the eye. In the center broods a massive Cauldron, forged from an alloy lost to time and inscribed with runes that pulse when no one watches. Its black contents churn with unnatural life—an eldritch brew that murmurs in dead tongues. Rising from the ichor, a shapeless being takes form—part divine, part nightmare, dripping with the Cauldron’s dark essence. Before it kneels the monk—a gaunt, robed figure whose face is half-obscured by age and sanctity turned sour. His trembling hands clutch a cursed tome, bound in unknown leather and sealed with brass clasps that twitch. As he reads, the symbols within shift and writhe, whispering secrets never meant for the human soul. His mouth moves in forgotten chants, calling down knowledge older than the stars. The stone trembles. The beer ferments time. The thing in the Cauldron listens." Style: Eldritch medieval fantasy—highly detailed, grim, arcane. Echoes of dark monasteries, forbidden alchemy, and pre-human gods woven into the aesthetic. Ancient, unsettling, and sacred in the most profane way. Negative Prompt: "bright, modern, cheerful, cartoon, clean lines, low detail, flat colors, high-key lighting."

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