Prompt: Amid a hauntingly crimson dreamscape that twists the line between reality and illusion, Cathlen, with her ethereal youthful beauty, emerges like a mirage from the blood-red mists. Veiled behind an intricate, flirtatious mask, her eyes hint at playful secrets, yet the land around her tells a different tale. Ancient, gnarled trees stretch their limbs in tortured silhouettes against the scarlet sky, and distant, eerie lullabies float on the wind, creating a sense of unease. Despite the ominous atmosphere, her presence is an enigma; a beacon of allure and mystery in this surreal nightmare.
Negative prompt: old, old women, bad hands, cartoon,