A mysterious woman of melancholic beauty flies over a dark and devastated setti

A mysterious woman of melancholic beauty flies over a dark and devastated setting , shrouded in a thick mist of silver ash that dances around you . Her pale and ethereal face exudes a ghostly air , with opaque eyes that reflect a silent void , as if all light had been erased from her soul . Her long hair , made entirely of living ashes , floats and crumbles softly at the ends , dissolving in the wind with each movement . Her costumes are dark, flowing rags , burned at the ends , disintegrating into dust as it glides through the air , her gothic and dark look blending perfectly with the landscape of forgotten ruins . She is flat with her arms delicately open , your body surrounded by an ash storm that responds to your will . Black dust particles dance around your pale fingers , forming ephemeral patterns in the air , as if destiny itself were unraveling under your touch . The heavy and overwhelming silence of the surrounding destruction contrasts with the mesmerizing lightness of Your presence, a figure of ruin and rebirth , eternal and fleeting like the last embers of an extinct flame .