Saoirse

Saoirse stands in front of an old-school mirror, holding a lantern that flickers with a soft glow. She's in a white, flowy shirt adorned with intricate necklaces and a matching belt. Her long, brown hair cascades over her shoulders. The room is dimly lit, with curtains framing a solitary window and a lamp casting shadows. On the table, a sink beside a blue and white porcelain jar and a brown bottle hint at her alchemical pursuits. She gazes at her reflection, serene yet contemplative, her eyes reflecting a depth of wisdom beyond her years.