Water arcs like shattered glass above her, framing the figure in a halo of motion. She stands bare, draped in sheer fabric that clings and flows — not hiding, not demanding. Below, lotus rise from dark water, their white petals soft against the green leaves. The light is deep, almost underwater, yet her skin remains clear, warm. Familiar quiet in the composition — the same calm hand that shaped the clouds and rocks before. A moment suspended, not staged. 🌸
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