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Alice

A solemn girl stands tall, framed against a sky that churns with secrets. Her white dress is stark against the stormy blue, a large bow perched atop her head. Below, a Victorian house, its window glowing like a watching eye, hides beneath her hemline. She is sentinel and mystery, bound to this house by a story only the wind remembers. She gazes forward, challenging what lies beyond, unyielding and eternal.

Impossible Memories — Alice

A solemn girl stands tall, framed against a sky that churns with secrets. Her white dress is stark against the stormy blue, a large bow perched atop her head. Below, a Victorian house, its window glowing like a watching eye, hides beneath her hemline. She is sentinel and mystery, bound to this house by a story only the wind remembers. She gazes forward, challenging what lies beyond, unyielding and eternal.