Eternal Descent

In the depths of shadow, she surrenders to the night, A fragile form, entwined with darkness and light. Her ethereal dress, a gossamer veil, Conceals the truth of her celestial fail. The creature's grasp, a dark, spectral hand, Guides her gentle form, to a mystic land. The architecture of dreams, a gothic spire, Echoes the beauty, of her heart's deep fire. In this surreal landscape, she finds her peace, A serene abandon, to the darkness that release. The contrast of light, and the shadows so dark, Reveals the complexity, of her inner spark. A tale of transformation, of vulnerability and might, Unfolds in the silence, of this mystic night.