A lone, glowing figure stands between a field of luminous golden flowers and a barren rocky landscape under a twilight sky.

Imagine a vast canvas where twilight drapes the sky in shifting violets and deep indigo. In the center stands a lone figure, half-illuminated, half-hidden in shadow, as if caught between two worlds. The ground beneath them is fractured—one side lush with golden flowers that seem to hum with light, the other side a barren stone field that stretches into infinity. A winding fog curls around their feet, rising like spirits whispering secrets. See more