**Prompt: Amaranta Úrsula, surrounded by the ethereal glow of December's angels, emerges like a phantom on the whispers of a sailor's breeze. Her husband follows behind, tethered to her by a delicate silk rope encircling his neck. Her arrival is sudden and unexpected, shrouded in an air of mystery. She adorns herself in an ivory-colored dress, its fabric flowing like whispered secrets. A string of pearls cascades down her form, almost reaching her knees, while emerald and topaz rings gleam upon her fingers. Her straight hair, meticulously arranged in a smooth bun, reveals the elegance of her profile as swallow-tail brooches secure it behind her ears. The man by her side, whom she wedded six months prior, possesses the weathered countenance of an experienced sailor. As she pushes open the parlor door, the devastating consequences of her prolonged absence become hauntingly apparent, reminiscent of a somber yet mesmerizing Da Vinci painting.** - Image #3 <@1113701638071386173>
Prompt Amaranta Úrsula, surrounded by the ethereal glow of Decembers angels, emerges like a phantom on the whispers of a sailors breeze. Her husband follows behind, tethered to her by a delicate silk rope encircling his neck. Her arrival is sudden and unexpected, shrouded in an air of mystery. She adorns herself in an ivorycolored dress, its fabric flowing like whispered secrets. A string of pearls cascades down her form, almost reaching her knees, while emerald and topaz rings gleam upon her fingers. Her straight hair, meticulously arranged in a smooth bun, reveals the elegance of her profile as swallowtail brooches secure it behind her ears. The man by her side, whom she wedded six months prior, possesses the weathered countenance of an experienced sailor. As she pushes open the parlor door, the devastating consequences of her prolonged absence become hauntingly apparent, reminiscent of a somber yet mesmerizing Da Vinci painting.