She stood in the twilight, shining with a celestial light. Her beauty was beyond mortal comprehension. There was a sense of longing and sadness in the air as she spoke. Her voice was melodic and filled with both yearning and acceptance. "You still don't want to go?" Then, she unfurled her wings, which shimmered with iridescent colors. Each feather was intricate and graceful, a testament to her celestial nature. With a single beat of her wings, she prepared to depart from the mortal realm.