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A quiet, lonely moment by a misty lake. A woman in a thin, white dress stands where the tall grass turns into flickering golden flames. Everything is soft, like an old oil painting that hasn't quite dried. Use a palette of warm peaches, dusty roses, and that specific pale green of a foggy morning. The water should be a perfect, dark mirror. Very dreamy, very still.
