In the desolate expanse where stars are born and die, Seraphina, a winged beast of ancient lineage, lounges elegantly. Her form, cloaked in a coat that shifts with the cosmic seasons, emanates a divine aura. A creature of envy, she watches the nascent stars with a longing gaze, her heart filled with the echoes of a mystic battle. Her voluptuous form, not of flesh but of stardust and shadow, is a testament to her power. She wields a lance forged from a dying sun, ready to strike in a melee of cosmic proportions. The scene is bleak and desolate, illuminated by the rim lighting of a distant nebula and the flickering glow of surrounding flames, with nano-particles swirling in the volumetric light, creating a visually noisy yet eye-catching focal point. The depth of field effect draws the viewer into her world, a world painted in complementary colors with a 4000K temperature, reminiscent of Frank Frazetta's epic visions.