In the soft ethereal twilight, Myra, her silhouette delicately framed by an anti

In the soft ethereal twilight, Myra, her silhouette delicately framed by an antiquated ivy-covered stone archway, stands resplendent in a flowin green gown adorned with delicate gold embroidery and cascade of pearls. Her fiery red hair artfully disheveled billows gently in the evenibg breeze as it caresses her face revealing a contueneance that embodies both the serene tranquility of an angel and the fierce determenation of a warrior queen. The golden hues of sunset, casting their warm enchanting glow upon the lux verdant landscape of an ancient forest batheses her in a celestial light that highlights the tender curve of her cheekbones, the delicate arch of her eyebrows and the sultry allure lips. A camera captures this breathtaking moment from low angle looking upwards as if to pay homage to the ethereal beauty that stands before us, her arms outstretched palms turned skyward, gaze lost a far off distance as if the very stars themselves have come to embrace and protect her from the darkness that lurks within the shadows. A delicate veil of mist clings to her giving an added ethereal glow as if the forest sprites themselves come to embrace her beauty. <lora:yiiwhr18fb653bce9ua:1>