Whispers of a lonely night: a study in shadows, hands, and tears

In the AI-generated image, a solitary figure of a young woman stood, her back to the world. Her full body was framed against the dim light, her thick hips accentuated by the soft shadows. A hint of sadness etched itself onto her perfect face, unadorned by makeup. Her tiny ghost nipples and shaved pussy were covered only by the cool night. Two perfect hands, with fingers as delicate as petals, clenched and unclenched in quiet despair.