Placeholder: Zoe Saldana as The princess, bound by ropes of shadowy magic, lies sleeping at the feet of the rainbow on the witch's bed, her golden locks cascading around her like a veil of sunlight. The vibrant colors of the rainbow arch overhead, casting a surreal glow upon the scene, a stark contrast to the darkness that surrounds her. The princess's face, usually radiant with life and laughter, now bears a look of peaceful serenity in her slumber, as if she is caught in a dream Zoe Saldana as The princess, bound by ropes of shadowy magic, lies sleeping at the feet of the rainbow on the witch's bed, her golden locks cascading around her like a veil of sunlight. The vibrant colors of the rainbow arch overhead, casting a surreal glow upon the scene, a stark contrast to the darkness that surrounds her. The princess's face, usually radiant with life and laughter, now bears a look of peaceful serenity in her slumber, as if she is caught in a dream

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Zoe Saldana as The princess, bound by ropes of shadowy magic, lies sleeping at the feet of the rainbow on the witch's bed, her golden locks cascading around her like a veil of sunlight. The vibrant colors of the rainbow arch overhead, casting a surreal glow upon the scene, a stark contrast to the darkness that surrounds her. The princess's face, usually radiant with life and laughter, now bears a look of peaceful serenity in her slumber, as if she is caught in a dream

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