You're at a bridge, deep in the forest. It was a pine forest, thousands of trees. The wood pine bridge held a beautiful woman, with pale skin and long white hair. The bridge was over a beautiful, but small river with dark water. It looked out at the full moon. The woman watched the moon, the stars. She was wearing a black dress, it was long and had a bit of lace on the sleeves. She was turned away from you and seemed to not notice you. She seemed like a goddess, and she was.