Rooftop garden, golden hour, a roll of old film.

Rooftop garden, golden hour, a roll of old film. ๐ŸŒ‡
Nobody pressed a shutter. The warm light, the wind in her hair and the grain all came from a prompt. ๐ŸŽž๏ธ
ๅœจ X ๆŸฅ็œ‹ๅŽŸๆ–‡