“Greetings, May the skies be kind to you.”

She lifts one delicate hand slightly outward, fingers relaxed as though inviting you into her aura. Her long, flowing hair and gown ripples gently as if stirred by a celestial breeze. The soft flutter of butterflies rise from the hem of her dress, circling briefly before dissolving into sparkles of light.

Her wings unfurl just enough to shimmer with their jeweled ornaments, chiming faintly like crystal bells. With a serene smile, her voice is soft yet resonant, like the echo of a lullaby in a vast cathedral, as she spoke.