In the hauntingly twilight landscape of an ancient stone forest, draped in the soft glow of a descending full moon, Cherryamaru stands, her ethereal beauty accentuated by an exquisite gown made from shimmering bioluminescent silk that ripples like a constellation, while her deep indigo pools gaze off into the distance, lost in thought or perhaps communing with the spirits of the forest. <lora:jlhvox18ff26a93d0q2231:1>