An endless sea of sakura stretches beyond perception, petals cascading in a pink-tinted mist where the horizon merges with pearlescent skies. Ghostly benches emerge from the floral foam like ancient stone islands, their surfaces dusted with blossoms swirling in ethereal breezes. The path winds like a charcoal river through this cotton-candy wilderness, edges blurred where petals dissolve into atmospheric haze. Soft-focus blooms in the distance become watercolor washes of blush and cream, while foreground branches dissolve into gauzy veils backlit by diffused sunlight. Pollen motes hang suspended as golden constellations above this monochrome paradise, petal drifts cresting like tidal waves frozen mid-collapse, chromatic gradients melting from the softest pink to alabaster white in mother-of-pearl luminescence.
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