Amidst the moonlit forest, Morgan stands regally on a moss- covered stone bridge, her midnight blue silk gown embroidered with delicate silver threads of interwoven flowers and vines shimmering under the starlight. Her hair cascades in golden curls adorned with an ivory and pearl diadem as she gazes out over a tranquil starlit river, her twilight eyes holding secrets. Behind her, ancient spirits whisper through the dense canopy, their voices lost to time but still echoing in the wind that rustles through the branches overhead. With arms raised and palms facing outwards, Morgan invites all who gaze upon her to dance beneath the stars, her melancholic smile hinting at a hidden sadness. The camera captures this scene from a low angle, framing Morgan against the backdrop of the forest, her silhouette defined by the arch of the bridge and the glittering stars above, creating an image that is at once captivating, haunting, and impossibly beautiful. <lora:knuuqs18fe0cf88bcp577:1>