Prompt
A park at dusk, where the sky fades from soft blue to gray, and clouds drift like translucent silk. Tall, slender trees twist into geometric shapes, their golden leaves arranged in star-like patterns. The winding path of smooth, pale stones loops endlessly, leading nowhere, while crescent-shaped benches cradle silent figures — some reading, others sketching, all lost in quiet moments. A fountain drips with perfect precision, creating flawless ripples on the still water. The grass beneath is