In the soft embrace of a twilight hour, a captivating, ethereal young woman with raven tresses that cascade like inky waterfalls down her slender ivory shoulders stands atopa weathered stone bridge, arching gracefully over emerald- hued river, whose surface glitself glitters with the last remnants of a fading sun. Her eyes deepest shade sapphire shimmerwith melancholic longing that speaks to soul, as she gazes out at distant silhouette of crumbling castle, whose towers and spires bathed in amberglow of setting sun. A delicate translucent veil veil billows softly around her, catching wind like gossamer wings, while her ghostly white dress clings to slender form revealing intricate pattern that seems to dance with shadows cast by the setting sun. The scene framed by canopyopyopy of ancient trees, whose leaves just beginning to turn golden crimson, creating backdrop of breathtaking beauty. Her delicate fingers poised as if about pluck at forgotten harp, her slender neck arched pose that speaks both vulnerability and strength, while head tilted slightly, as if lost thought or longing for something beyond reach this world. The camera angle low and angled from below, drawing viewer's eye up ethereal beauty, as if ascending to higher plane, while slow shutter speed captures movement of veil and river, creating dreamlike quality that only heightened by the soft focus on the woman and blurred background. The overall tone of image is one longing and melancholy, capturing moment fleeting beauty ephemeral perfection, that can never be recaptured again. Rose <lora:tuywym18fbf2f77aan502:1>