As Lilly, attired in a crimson gown embroidered with delicate silver moonflowers, stands atop a weathered cliff overlooking the serene blue waters of an enchanted forest, her ethereal silhouette is bathed in the dappled glow of moonlight filtering through the canopy, her raven hair cascading like a waterfall down her back as it catches the soft golden hues of the setting sun. Her slender figure is poised gracefully on the precipice, one hand reaching towards the heavens while the other cradles a fragile ivory dove that appears to be suspended between her fingertips, defying gravity in this mystical landscape adorned with ancient gnarled trees, their branches adorned with glistening dewdrops and fairy lights, creating an ethereal tapestry of twinkling stars against the velvet night sky. A sense of tranquility and wonder pervades the image, capturing a fleeting moment of enchantment and beauty in a world that lies on the precipice between reality and fantasy. <lora:vuijtq18fdb59e68aq16ad:1>