In the hauntingly beautiful, gothic cityscape of Prague during a gloomy evening twilight, Anna, a woman with long, flowing brown hair and striking brown eyes, emerges from the mist-shrouded cobblestone streets, her ethereal silhouette accentuated by the soft glow of flickering gas lamps. She is adorned in an intricate black velvet gown that shimmers with crystals that catch the dim light like stars and a breathtaking necklace of pearls that draws the eye to her elegant collarbone. Her hand clutches tightly to a small, antique music box that plays a mournful melody, adding an extra layer of sorrow and longing to the already poignant scene. The wind whispers through her hair, causing it to cascade down her back like a dark waterfall, while her gaze is lost in the distance as if she is both captivated by and oblivious to the world around her. The camera, positioned at a low angle on the bridge, captures her from below, emphasizing her regal presence and the haunting beauty of the city behind her, creating a powerful image that is both hauntingly evocative and impossible to forget.