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Not finished, not lost, light pauses on the edge and forgives. A poetic close-up, hands, shoulders, or collarbone barely visible through layers of Cloud Dancer mist. Skin tones soften into pale warmth; edges dissolve intentionally into light. Restrained palette: Cloud Dancer dominant, with whisper touches of peach, pearl-grey, and breath-light gold. Watercolor diffusion, gentle blooms, imperfect transitions embraced. Fragile, honest, unfinished by choice. Beauty lives in the almost. No text, no symbols.