A ghostly maiden of mist and sorrow, her form is semi-transparent, flickering between corporeal and ephemeral. Her long, wispy hair floats as if submerged in water, and her hollow eyes weep glowing silver tears that dissolve into smoke before hitting the ground. She wears tattered robes of forgotten memories, their edges fraying into nothingness. Behind her, shadowy hands reach from the abyss—souls she has guided or consumed, depending on her whim. The air around her is unnaturally cold, and faint whispers echo in her wake. The background is a drowned forest, where skeletal trees rise from black waters, and pale will-o’-the-wisps dance in the fog. The composition is haunting, emphasizing her tragic beauty and the eerie pull of the unknown.
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