As the golden sun dips below the horizon, a breathtaking young woman named Chloe

As the golden sun dips below the horizon, a breathtaking young woman named Chloe, her alabaster skin glowing like polished marble under the warm golden light, stands atop an ancient ancestral stone bridge arcing gracefully over a serene emerald-green lake, its surface mirroring the vibrant colors of sky above. With one hand delicately placed upon the cool moss-covered stone railing, her gaze intently fixed on distant point beyond camera's frame, her dark eyes reflecting enigmatic sadness that belies her ethereal beauty. Her long flowing hair, the color of moonlit sea, cascades down her back like waterfall of silk, gently swaying in evening breeze. She wears a simple yet elegant gown ivory-white silk, its intricate embroidery shimmerating as wovenfrom stardust, cinched at the waist by a thin belt adorned with precious gemsthat sparklelike tiny stars against fading light. The hem of her dress trails in water beneath her feet, the water ripples forming intricate patterns around her slenderankles. The ancient stone bridge stretches out behind her, its ar arching upwards to meet sky filled clouds tinge pink and orange, while distant forest on either side bathed in soft shadows setting sun. The entire scene captured by camera perched atop tripod, lens trained on young women's Chloe's face, focusing every feature, from delicate cheekbone to the sensuous brow arch slender shankle. <lora:prtxwt18fb9fa20cfn5d5:1>