Ethereal Awakening
Reflection
In the threshold of light, she stands, a vision of elegance and poise.
The darkness surrounds her, yet she is not consumed.
The dress, a flowing cloak of mystery, drapes her form, catching the faint glow of the window.
Her back, exposed and vulnerable, speaks of a strength that lies not in armor, but in openness.
The light dances upon her, a gentle caress, illuminating the path she treads.
In this moment, she is both fragile and unyielding, a paradox of beauty and resilience.
The world outside fades, and all that remains is the serenity of her presence, a beacon in the shadows.