A winding river of (liquid silver) flows through a dark, enchanted forest where the trees are made of (glass), their branches sparkling like chandeliers. Beneath the river’s surface, (shadowy creatures) with glowing eyes swim, their forms constantly shifting. On the riverbank, a lone figure in a (cloak of stars) watches the water intently, waiting
A winding river of (liquid silver) flows through a dark, enchanted forest where the trees are made of (glass), their branches sparkling like chandeliers. Beneath the river’s surface, (shadowy creatures) with glowing eyes swim, their forms constantly shifting. On the riverbank, a lone figure in a (cloak of stars) watches the water intently, waiting