In the ethereal, moonlit embrace of a fog-shrouded Scottish moorland
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In the ethereal, moonlit embrace of a fog-shrouded Scottish moorland, stands Jade, her silhouette accentuated by the pulsing emerald glow of distant, otherworldly lights. Her raven hair whips wildly behind her as she defiantly faces the tempestuous winds, clad in a captivating silver gown that billows and dances around her like liquid shadows. The delicate fabric sweeps across the damp, moss-covered ground, leaving a shimmering trail in its wake, while her arms are crossed protectively over her chest, shielding herself from the biting chill that permeates the air. Her enigmatic face is illuminated by the flickering, ghostly glow of a nearby bonfire, casting an eerie, otherworldly pallor across her porcelain features and intensifying the piercing emerald of her eyes as she stands with an air of timeless sorrow and longing.
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In the ethereal, moonlit embrace of a fog-shrouded Scottish moorland, stands Jade, her silhouette accentuated by the pulsing emerald glow of distant, otherworldly lights. Her raven hair whips wildly behind her as she defiantly faces the tempestuous winds, clad in a captivating silver gown that billows and dances around her like liquid shadows. The delicate fabric sweeps across the damp, moss-covered ground, leaving a shimmering trail in its wake, while her arms are crossed protectively over her chest, shielding herself from the biting chill that permeates the air. Her enigmatic face is illuminated by the flickering, ghostly glow of a nearby bonfire, casting an eerie, otherworldly pallor across her porcelain features and intensifying the piercing emerald of her eyes as she stands with an air of timeless sorrow and longing.
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