In the ethereal twilight of a moonlit garden, Cherryamaru, with cascading silver hair and emerald eyes that sparkle like stars, stands gracefully against a crumbling stone fountain in an enchanting gown woven from delicate silk and embroidered with iridescent pearls, her hands cradling her face as she gazes wistfully into the distance, lost in memories within the forgotten French chateau's walls. The camera angle is low and slightly off- center, capturing her from the waist up, allowing the observer to appreciate the intricate details of her outfit while also drawing their attention to the dramatic play of light and shadow upon her face, as the soft glow of the moonlight filters through the gnarled branches of a nearby tree, casting eerie, dancing shadows across the cold, stone ground below. The atmosphere is filled with an otherworldly beauty and melancholy that seems to seep from every corner of this abandoned sanctuary, transporting the observer into a timeless realm where love, loss, and the passage of time intertwine in a hauntingly beautiful dance. <lora:jlhvox18ff26a93d0q2231:1>