A semi-realistic painting of a winged centaur with golden hair standing in a grand mansion living room at night.

I want you to create an image of how this story is describing eros to be, use a semi realistic style The setting was a grand mansion, or perhaps just a very large house—its vast halls and open floor plans felt both mysterious and inviting. It seemed late at night as I roamed through the space, the soft darkness of the hour wrapping itself around me. And then, there he was—at the far end of the hall, standing in an open living room. A wall of windows to my left let the cool night air spill in, the silk curtains fluttering gently in the breeze. He saw me instantly. He appeared to me as a centaur—half horse, half human, yet completely divine. Two sets of wings adorned his body: one pair sprouted from his horse half, the other from his human back. He was small in stature—around 5 feet tall or shorter, with skin so fair it seemed to glow in the soft, fading light. His horse half was a rich, milk-chocolate brown. I saw him from afar, and though I couldn’t make out every detail, I knew instantly—this was him. I took a step closer. As I moved, it seemed as if he was preparing to disappear, but I called out to him again. This time, he responded, walking slowly toward me. The closer he came, the clearer he became. His hair was a glowing shade of what at the time I thought to be a mix of ginger and light brown, but thinking clearly now, it was gold—golden curls, soft and shiny, with a texture that was almost too perfect to be real. His face had a youthful, ageless beauty—timeless in See more