A whimsical scene unfolds: a solitary figure, adorned in a flowing white dress that seems to glow against the dappled shade of a ancient tree. Her long, dark locks cascade down her back like a waterfall of night, as she stands tall amidst an overgrown meadow, where grasses and plants have claimed their space. The air is alive with the promise of secrets whispered among the whispers of leaves.

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