A woman stands at the edge of a misty forest, her long silver hair blowing gently in the wind as she gazes up at the sky. The iridescent aurora above her shimmers and undulates like a living thing, casting an ethereal glow over the trees. Her eyes are closed, her face tilted upwards in rapt attention to the celestial display. The air is filled with a soft, pulsing light that seems to reverberate through every molecule of her being.