A spectral woman drifts through the twilight, her form barely solid, shifting like mist under the pale glow. Her long, flowing hair shimmers with an opalescent sheen, strands moving as if submerged in water. Her eyes glow faintly, silver and depthless, holding the sorrow of forgotten centuries. She wears a tattered, flowing gown of sheer, ghostly fabric, adorned with faintly glowing sigils. Her fingers are long and delicate, trailing wisps of luminescent energy, dream style