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Artistthe scene I pictured was one of these beaches that are just made of rocks (I don't know if there's a word for that). Even though it appeared as if it was daytime... the sky was completely clouded, the darkest clouds you could imagine. As if a strong storm was just to break out. Waves came crashing violently against the rocks. I could see her, and behind her there was a lighthouse, doing all it could to warn ships about the rocks... even though it was so dark and cloudy it was hard to see anything. There was no fog though... I could see her. And I could see me. I was wearing this long, dark overcoat as if I were a sailor of sorts. She was wearing one of these old-fashioned plain housewife dresses. She was rather soaked. Her hair... which is brown-blondish in real life and has a certain glow... was all wet and messy and rather dark looking. Her eyes looked a bit distraught, her mouth slightly open... as if she wanted to say something but was out of words... or maybe something kept her from speaking. She was holding this giant, glowing ball of yellowish light... a stark contrast to the rest of the scene. I stood in front of her and told her "I'm taking back what's mine". She didn't say a word. I took the ball from her and she didn't oppose any resistance. She just looked a bit sad and confused.
In a stormy seascape, a woman in a golden dress cradles a glowing orb, while a shadowy figure stands behind her amidst crashing waves and dark, ominous skies.