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A deeply surreal full-color portrait, where the woman’s shoulders spread downward into roots that extend into pure darkness, their deep violet and blackened bark cracked with faint, glowing cosmic veins. Her neck is an elongated, twisted trunk, its surface marked by radiant constellations, as if she has grown from the fabric of the universe itself. Her face is untouched, but above her, the branches of her hair rise like celestial filaments, shifting in color from deep violet to glowing electric blue. The wind moves through them, pulling strands of cosmic light upward, dissolving into tiny swirling galaxies. The background is a vast, star-streaked sky, where clusters of dying stars break apart into dust, blending into the drifting fragments of her branches. As she disintegrates, she leaves behind a trail of light, as if the universe itself is reclaiming her.