In the fading twilight's embrace, a lone girl stands, her eyes brimming with melancholy, in an ivy- laden stone courtyard. Her gown'slender silhouette delicately framed by gothic columns, she leans gracefully against balustrade, one handcaredly resting on its carvings while other cradles crimson rose; her longraven hair wild catches day's waning light filtering through high stainedglass windows above. The camera captures from low angle, emphasizing grandeur surroundings, yet highlighting vulnerability fragility against courtyard's crumbling beauty. A hauntingly beautiful image lingers in mind long after shutter closes. Rose <lora:wzozkh18fbc454105i2bf2:1>