Celestia

Beneath the vast, starlit sky, she emerges—a vision of ethereal beauty with hair like spun silver and eyes that glow with the warmth of a thousand sunrises. Her white and gold attire, embellished with a cross that marks her as a celestial envoy, billows gently in the night breeze. In her hands, she cradles a bouquet of golden flowers, their petals shimmering like tiny stars. She is the embodiment of grace and mystery, a guardian of realms unseen, whose presence is both a comfort and a wonder. As she moves, the air around her seems to hum with the whispers of ancient secrets and the promise of untold stories. Her name is whispered in the winds of legend, a beacon of light in the tapestry of the cosmos.