Amid the haunting ruins of a forgotten Celtic castle, perched on a high hill that overlooks a sprawling forest, the Bohemian Fremen and Button stand in solemn silence. Her traditional Celtic dress, a flowing masterpiece of intricate knots and symbols, reflects the silver moonlight that pours down from above. Her large silver Celtic choker, inlaid with powerful black gemstones, hums with a deep, ancient energy that mirrors the sorrow in her intense aqua blue eyes. Her hair flowing in a spectrum of blonde, blue, and purple catches the night breeze, which carries the scent of pine and wild heather. Button, a majestic Celtic white wolf with a distinctive orange stripes and swirl pattern, an intricate silver Celtic collar with glowing refractive ancient orange and green jewels, purple, pink, and blue vibrant gradient Celtic tattoos, traditional intricate silver Celtic jewelry on the front paws, and piercing aqua blue eyes, moves with a quiet grace by her side. The Bohemian Fremen steps up to an old stone wall, touching its rough surface with a reverent hand. Her voice rises in a mournful song, echoing through the empty halls that once held laughter and life. Button’s howl joins her song, and from the cracks of the castle walls, an ethereal glow begins to spread, weaving like tendrils of light through the stones. The castle comes alive with a brief, vibrant pulse, showing glimpses of its former glory before fading back into the shadows. The light lingers around them, a testament to the love and memories that remain even in ruins.,DonM5h4d0wM317FX
