A woman in a black dress and a crown stands in a dark corridor

(Ultra-HD-details, discreet, emphasized-details, life-size-body, cutesie) In cyberspace she weaves her arcane art Through circuits' maze, her power never rests. With eyes aglow, she crafts a world apart The digital sorceress commands the quests. Her hands conduct the symphony of code Each line a spell, each byte a loyal knight. In realms of data, she sets her abode A sovereign queen in the empire of light. She molds the future with a thought a glance, In pixels and in promises expressed. Within the hum of progress, she'll advance The digital sorceress, by none outguessed.

(polydactyly), (((physically-uncommon)))