beautiful curvy peasant woman, 40 year old, in simple peasant clothes walking through the forest, holding a candle in front of them, at arm's length. The candle shines brightly, illuminates the dense thicket far away, the forest is dense, old, dark, and immediately becomes impassable from the edge. The candle picks out crooked trunks and branches from the darkness, and in its light, ancient forest monsters with moss-like beards, gnarled fingers, wrinkled bodies, and bowl-shaped eyes that glowed yellow in the darkness can be seen behind the trees. They try to grab the woman by the hem of her dress, cling to her hair, entangle her legs with roots, but the woman goes forward, past the driftwood, past the small, nimble creatures that ran across her path, past the creeping reptiles., ral-mytfrst, <lora:ral-mytfrst-sdxl:.5>