The Emerald Cascade of Seraphine
Beneath the vaulted arches of an ancient cathedral, the girl stood before the eternal waterfall, her presence weaving seamlessly with the glow of emerald light. Her dress shimmered with jeweled threads, each gem echoing the glint in her eyes as though the waters themselves had gifted her their brilliance. Roses bloomed at her feet, their petals trembling as if in reverence.
The cascade poured endlessly, its voice neither loud nor soft, but a hymn that carried across centuries. It crowned her in serenity, casting her figure as both fragile and untouchable. The stained glass windows behind her caught the light, scattering it into fragments of sacred fire that danced upon her hair and skin.
She was no mere visitor of this place. The waters knew her name, the roses turned toward her as if she were the dawn, and the cathedral itself seemed to breathe with her heartbeat. Within that moment, she was both saint and secret, the keeper of an unbroken promise whispered through stone, glass, and flowing river.
 
エメラルドの滝に抱かれて
古き大聖堂の高きアーチの下、少女は永遠に流れ落ちる滝の前に立ち、その姿は翡翠の光とひとつに溶け合っていた。宝石を織り込んだ衣は水面の輝きを映し出し、瞳は滝そのものが授けた煌めきのように揺らめいた。足元には薔薇が咲き、花弁は敬虔に震えていた。
滝は絶え間なく流れ、その声は大きくも小さくもなく、ただ数世紀を渡り響く賛歌であった。それは彼女を静寂で包み、脆くも触れることのできぬ存在として映し出した。背後のステンドグラスは光を受け、聖なる炎の欠片を彼女の髪と肌に散らしていった。
彼女はこの場を訪れる者ではなかった。滝は名を知り、薔薇は夜明けを待つように彼女へと顔を向け、大聖堂は鼓動に合わせて呼吸した。その瞬間、彼女は聖女であり秘密であり、石とガラスと流れる水が継いできた永遠の誓いの守り人であった。