In the soft glow of a late afternoon sun, casting delicate shadows across Jeny

In the soft glow of a late afternoon sun, casting delicate shadows across Jeny's face, stands a breathtaking young woman at the edge an ethereal meadow, dotted with wildflowers swaying gently breeze. Her gaze is directed towards horizon, lost in thought as she leans against weathered oak tree, gnarled roots reaching out like ancient hands. She wears flowing white dress that billows around her, catching light and shimmering like moonlight water, delicate fabric adorned with intricate lace detailing. Her long, dark hair cascades down back in loose waves, caught by wind framing her face perfectly. Her arms are crossed demurely over chest, one hand holding fragile wildflower to nose, inhaling its sweet scent like most precious thing world. The camera angle slightly low, looking up at her from below, accenting her slender figure and emphasizing her beauty, while background blurring effect draws focus on her and meadow beyond. A hazy hovers over landscape, creating almost dreamlike atmosphere, the entire exuding sense tranquility wistfulness that speaks to viewer soul. Jenny <lora:sjrhnr18fb6e7fd87s17c:1>