At the edge of the pristine lake hidden within the Veil, an otherworldly sight unfolded. A woman of breathtaking beauty stood upon the water, her hair a cascade of luminous azure strands that shimmered like liquid sapphire beneath the light. Her eyes, vast and fathomless, mirrored the ocean's depths—both tranquil and unknowable.
With each step, her bare feet skimmed the glassy surface, sending delicate ripples outward, as though the lake itself bowed in reverence. She moved in time with a melody too soft for mortal ears, her motions fluid and unearthly, a waltz that belonged more to dream than reality.
In that moment, she seemed less a woman and more a celestial spirit, an ethereal dancer gracing the veil between heaven and earth.
But there was one problem, or rather, anomaly…
The woman… was a man.
"Pffft, you're doing great, Leon! The perfect epitome of womanhood and grace!"
"... please shut up."
