A ghostly figure drifts through a fog- enshroudned, enchanted forest, her presence ethereal and otherworldly. She is a haunting vision, with her body and form dissolving into an intricate cloud of butterflies. Her hair has vanished entirely, replaced by an expansive swarm of delicate butterflies, their wings shimmering in shades of deep blues, soft aquas, and silvers. The butterflies swirl around her, emerging from her very essence as if she is one with the forest, her figure barely distinguishable from the fluttering creatures. Her face is a faint, spectral beauty, with luminous, almost otherworldly eyes that glimmer in the mist, and perfectly shaped lips that are soft, ethereal, and delicate. The butterflies blend seamlessly into her features, creating the illusion that she is a being formed entirely from the swarm, a ghostly spirit of the forest. Her form flickers in and out of focus, as the butterflies move in a continuous dance, swirling in the mist around her. The entire scene is bathed in a soft, magical light that casts an ethereal glow, further blurring the line between her and the mist. The abundance of butterflies, all in shades of blue, creates a hauntingly beautiful atmosphere, as if she is a living embodiment of the forest’s magic, suspended between realms of the physical and the mystical. The soft bokeh of the fog adds to the dreamlike quality, making her seem like a fleeting vision, barely tangible, yet filled with an unmistakable allure
