She stands at the threshold of shadow, where memory drifts like mist and silence hums with old truths. The staircase before her leads upward into an unseen realm—a place once known but long surrendered to the tides of forgetting. Each step glows faintly, as if lit by echoes of the life she left behind.
Her gown, heavy with dust and time, brushes against the veil of the past. Roses crown her head—symbols of both mourning and rebirth. Though sorrow lingers in her hands, there is resolve in her stillness. She does not ascend for escape, but to remember—to reclaim the light she once turned away from.
And as she begins her slow ascent, the forgotten light stirs awake, welcoming her home.
She stands at the threshold of shadow, where memory drifts like mist and silence hums with old truths. The staircase before her leads upward into an unseen realm—a place once known but long surrendered to the tides of forgetting. Each step glows faintly, as if lit by echoes of the life she left behind.
Her gown, heavy with dust and time, brushes against the veil of the past. Roses crown her head—symbols of both mourning and rebirth. Though sorrow lingers in her hands, there is resolve in her stillness. She does not ascend for escape, but to remember—to reclaim the light she once turned away from.
And as she begins her slow ascent, the forgotten light stirs awake, welcoming her home.
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