glitchcore aesthetic on the weathered wooden bridge, an elderly expediting clerk, 52 years with wisps of grey in his beard, sits hunched over a worn leather bound book. the ancient atmosphere settles around him like a mist, as if the very air is heavy with the weight of forgotten knowledge. his hands move deftly across the pages, tracing intricate symbols and arcane script. the grimoires themselves are arranged before him like a shrine, their covers adorned with strange and wondrous markings that seem to shift in the flickering torchlight. the clerk's eyes gleam with an intensity born of obsession as he pours over the ancient texts, his brow furrowed in concentration. the artwork itself is deliberately unfinished, with bold brushstrokes and rough hewn textures giving the piece a sense of raw, unbridled energy. the colors are muted, earthy tones that evoke the musty scent of old books and the whispers of forgotten rituals. the overall effect is one of quiet intensity, as if the very fabric of reality has been stretched taut around this scene, holding it suspended in a moment of ancient, mystical reverence. . distorted, chaotic, digital, highly detailed