As the moon's fiery glow begins to paint the sky above, the silence is broken only by the whispers of a shadowy human being. The horizon flutters through the darkness, the sky twinkling with an ethereal light. As the breeze picks up, a woman with long, flowing hair and piercings gazes into the darkness, her soul hanging beneath the weight of the mysterious power. The scene is a serene, inky blackness, with shadows cast a stark contrast to the darkness, casting a stark contrast to the darkness. The scene is both inky and inky, a testament to the human spirit's beauty.