In a whirlwind of light and shadow, she floats between dream and reality, woven from the fabric of air. Golden sparks of her dress shimmer, dissolving into the warm glow, while crimson waves of fabric unfold like wings, embracing the air. In this moment—motion, in this gaze—a mystery. She is like the glimmer of a distant star, trembling in the night air, vanishing before one can reach out and touch it.