In the twilight of a stormy Dover coast, Linsey stands alone on the cliff's edge, her long, cascading golden locks billowing in the wind, her deep blue eyes reflecting the setting sun. Her silhouette is framed against the backdrop of an ominous grey sky, the sea below a tumultuous blend of blues and whites. She stands tall and unwavering, a solitary figure clad in a vibrant peacock- blue gown, holding aloft a single red rose. <lora:lrqgix18ff30d3fa4u106:1>