A gothic mansion with red roses on a cliff by a stormy ocean. A man and a translucent woman stand in the garden; lightning strikes.

A gothic coastal estate perched on jagged cliffs above a restless ocean at twilight, waves crashing below under a storm-lit sky. The mansion is overgrown with dark crimson roses blooming unnaturally in winter, their thorned vines crawling up stone walls, balconies, and windows. Warm golden light glows from within the house as if it is alive and breathing. In the moonlit garden stands a tall, pale man dressed in 19th-century black attire, solemn and ethereal, his presence half-solid, half-ghostly. His expression is mournful yet devoted. Across from him, a woman appears partially translucent, her form reflected faintly in nearby windows and mirrors—beautiful, calm, and bound to the house itself. Behind them, the faint silhouette of another woman lingers within the mansion—elegant, dark-haired, wearing a deep red Victorian dress adorned with roses. Her presence is subtle but powerful, watching from the shadows like the spirit of the house itself. The atmosphere is romantic and ominous: drifting rose petals, silver moonlight, candlelit windows, mist curling along the ground, and the sense that the house is sentient—jealous, loving, remembering. Style is dark gothic fantasy, cinematic lighting, ultra-detailed, painterly realism, dramatic contrast, haunting beauty, emotional depth, timeless and supernatural. See more