A captivating young woman named Myra stands atop a moss- covered stone pedestal, her ethereal silhouette illuminated against the darkening canopy above, her raven locks cascade down her back like a waterfall of obsidian silk shimmering with flecks of gold as they catch the fading sun, her eyes, the deepest shade of emerald, are filled with enigmatic intensity that speaks to her untamed spirit and reflect fiery hues of the leaves surrounding her head tilted slightly side coy smile play upon her lips, she gazes out the distance lost in a world dreams and memories, as if inviting the viewer to join her in this mystic realm, her hand clutch wild flowers, vibrant petals adding splash of color her otherwise monochromatic attire, with background filled with kaleidoscope of colors, from the vibrants reds oranges of the deep greens of the purples and blues of distant mountains, all blending together to create a surreal landscape that seems stretch on forever. <lora:yiiwhr18fb653bce9ua:1>
