Mildred's Black Finger

From the accursed depths of a hag's domain, where the shadows writhe with malice and the air hangs heavy with the stench of decay, a wand of sinister design was wrested from the grasp of its vile mistress. Carved from the twisted branches of a gnarled tree and adorned with ghastly fetishes, the wand exudes an aura of malevolence that permeates the very fabric of reality. Those who lay eyes upon it feel a chill creep down their spine, as though the wand itself is alive with dark intent.