[Cover] Dark, wrinkled patches of rough skin have been sewn together around plates of some hard material to cover this tome. Bones from two human hands have been fastened to the binding as if cradling the book. It’s cold. [Content] When opened, it smells of brimstone and copper. Inside, profane diagrams and hideous illustrations accompany spells penned in some fiendish script. Everything is composed in crimson—ink?
