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A gaunt figure draped in flowing robes clutches a wooden cross, his piercing gaze fixed beyond the frame. The gold leaf halos shimmer against deep blues, drawing the eye to weathered hands that tell of sacrifice. Every fold in the fabric seems to whisper devotion.
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Golden wings shimmer as the angel kneels, delivering divine news. Lilies bloom between them, their white petals stark against the gilded background. The Virgin’s blue robe folds in delicate ripples, her hand raised in startled grace. A moment suspended—sacred, silent, charged with unspoken words.