A striking, young woman with raven- black hair, her gaze fixed on the horizon, stands amidst ancient oaks, their gnarled branches silhouetted against the fierysunset sun. She wearsed in a diaphanous gown ivory silk billowing around her like cloud, ethereally floating above mosscovered forest floor. Her emerald eyes gleaming with otherworldly allure are fixed on heavens as if yearning something beyond mortal realm. In hand, she holds frang white rose, its petals shimmering with dew like plucked from gates Eden, while fingers entwined. Behind her the forest continues into infinity, trees swaying gently breeze, their leaves whispering forgotten tales to wind. In this enchanting tableau time seems to have come halted timeless moment where beauty melancholy intertwine dance as old stars themselves. Sara <lora:qlhokt18fc46c5994j4d9:1>