Prompt
"A worn, leather-bound book lies open on a quiet, dimly lit wooden desk, with a few yellowed pages fluttering loose, as if the stories within, 'Vanished Years' by Rupert Everett, are slowly escaping into the air, surrounded by faint whispers of the past, evoking a sense of nostalgia and reminiscence, in a warm, golden light, oil painting style."
