A storm rages over the darkened sea , the wind howling like a mournful song as towering waves crash violently against the shore. The sky , veiled in heavy storm clouds , flickers with lightning , illuminating the scene in brief flashes of silver-blue light. Rain falls in sheets , blending with the salt spray of the ocean , as if the heavens themselves are weeping. Amidst the chaos , a lone man stands on a jagged stone near the shore , his silhouette strong against the fury of the sea. His drenched clothes cling to him , his breath ragged from the struggle against the relentless tide. In his arms , he holds a girl with long , flowing black hair , her body limp yet delicate , as if she is caught between two worlds—life and the endless abyss of the ocean. Her pale skin glows faintly under the moon’s hidden light , and her dark lashes flutter slightly , caught in the fragile space between waking and dreaming. The man gazes down at her , his expression a mixture of desperation , sorrow , and something deeper—an unspoken longing. Who is she? A lost soul pulled from the depths , a forgotten love , or a stranger whose fate is now entwined with his own? Behind them , the sea rages on , its waves thrashing like a beast denied its prey. The air is thick with melancholy—a tale of loss , fate , and a love that may have come too late. In this moment , they are two lonely souls suspended between the storm and the quiet , between salvation and sorrow. The entire scene is bathed in a dreamlike , haunting beauty—the cold , silver rain , the dark ocean sighing in the background , and the unspoken story lingering between them , heavy as the tide. ,

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