A woman in a white dress and gold crown standing in front of a golden throne

Enveloped in a mantle of alabaster purity, the boy is adorned in a cloak that is as expansive as the horizon's reach, as tender and yielding as the down of a swan's breast. This celestial attire, a masterpiece of divine craftsmanship, is woven from the finest strands of aetherial silk and the essence of the cosmos, its billowing folds reminiscent of the ethereal mists that shroud the summits of the highest, most revered mountains. The cloak is a constellation of intricate embroidery, each star a gemstone sewn with the deft touch of a divine artisan. As the boy descends, these celestial patterns shimmer and scintillate, casting a constellation of light that dances upon his form, a living tapestry of the heavens brought forth from the celestial vault. His flesh, untouched by the world's harshness, is a canvas of unblemished perfection, a testament to the unmarred beauty of creation's dawn. His eyes, pools of crystalline clarity, reflect the ancient wisdom of the cosmos and the boundless curiosity of nascent life. His tresses, a cascade of golden radiance, flow in rivulets of sunlight, forming a nimbus of luminescence that encircles his visage like a crown of solar splendor. The boy's visage is etched with an expression of profound love, a tenderness that extends to all things, a benevolence that resonates with the very essence of existence. His gaze, soft yet penetrating, holds within it the promise of compassion and the embrace of understanding, a look that speak

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