(best quality,4k,8k,highres,masterpiece:1.2), ultra-detailed, (realistic,photorealistic,photo-realistic:1.37), In the heart of an enchanted forest, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the canopy above, stands a figure of ethereal beauty. She is an elven enchantress, her long silver hair cascading in shimmering waves around her slender form like strands of moonlight woven into silk. (Her eyes, a mesmerizing blend of iridescent hues, shimmer with an otherworldly light, reflecting the myriad colors of the forest around her:1.5). They are windows to a soul as ancient as the trees themselves, filled with wisdom and mystery far beyond her tender years. Clad in robes of flowing white adorned with intricate patterns of silver thread, she moves with a grace that is both elegant and effortless. Each movement is a dance, a fluid motion that seems to ripple through the air like water flowing over smooth stones. As she raises her delicate hands to the sky, the air around her crackles with magical energy, the very essence of the forest responding to her call. Words of power spill from her lips like liquid silver, ancient incantations that echo through the stillness of the night with a haunting melody. With each word, tendrils of magical energy begin to swirl around her, weaving together in a shimmering vortex of light and shadow. Shapes begin to form within the swirling maelstrom, phantom creatures born of pure magic dancing to the rhythm of her voice. And as she reaches the climax of her incantation, her voice rises to a crescendo, filling the forest with a symphony of power and wonder. With a final flourish of her hands, she releases the spell, the magical energies coalescing into a radiant burst of light that illuminates the darkness like a thousand stars.(art by Amano Yoshitaka:1.3)
A woman in a white dress holding a blue light in her hand