In the heart of a desolate, post- apocalyptic landscape, where ruins stretch as far as the eye can see, Jannet stands defiantly amidst the debris, her long hair billowing in the wind like a banner. Her flowing, ethereal white gown flutters around her, creating an otherworldly contrast against the grim surroundings. With one hand gracefully reaching towards the sky and the other cradling a dying flower, Jannet's stance exudes a sense of resilience and hope, as if she is defying the very apocalypse that surrounds her. <lora:yymtzi18fc99044bcu9b:1>