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In the dimly lit study, the sorcerer prepared the dark sacrament. Before him, an ancient bowl pulsed with ethereal light, sprouting arcane mushrooms, symbols of forbidden wisdom. The raven, his eternal companion, watched in silence, its glossy feathers reflecting the flicker of candles. With whispered incantations, the sorcerer plucked the fungi, placing them with care. These mushrooms were no mere plants; they held the power to connect worlds, to unlock the forbidden knowledge of gods. As the air thickened with magic, the sorcerer consumed the offering, his eyes glowing with the arcane secrets of a dark and forgotten realm.