On the steps in front of the grand cathedral, a beautiful woman sat alone. Her long blonde hair flowed gently in the soft evening breeze. In her delicate hand, she held an ice cream cone that was slowly melting, but she wasn’t in a hurry, savoring each bite with quiet contemplation. Her deep blue eyes gazed out at the busy street ahead, though it seemed she wasn’t truly seeing it. There was a calmness in the way she sat, yet also a profound loneliness that surrounded her.
People passed by, but the world felt distant from where she sat. The towering cathedral behind her stood like the only witness to her solitude. In the midst of the city’s bustle, the woman appeared disconnected, lost in her own thoughts. The ice cream in her hand continued to melt, dripping slowly, as if reflecting the passing of time she barely noticed.
Kraton Kush 
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