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Burning Candle
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Burning Candle
lenochka
Burning Candle
lenochka
Burning Candle
lenochka
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character: watatsuki_no_yorihime, copyright: touhou
1girl, full body, from below, wax statue, petrification, white wax, solidified, candle on head, single candle, candle flame, high ponytail, hair ribbon, slender, huge breasts, k-cup, covered eyes, blank eyes, no pupils, smooth wax face, panicked, open mouth, gasping, frozen in fear, defensive pose, raised hand, wax dress, dark background, subsurface scattering, dramatic lighting, chiaroscuro, dripped wax, Low-angle shot looking up at a full-body white wax statue of a slender woman with enormous K-cup breasts, completely solidified in pure white paraffin wax. Balanced upon the crown of her head, centered right before the base of her high wax ponytail and stiff hair ribbon, sits an upright cylindrical white candle with a burning wick, casting a warm amber glow. Her face is entirely enveloped in smooth, seamless white wax, permanently capturing an expression of arrested panic with deeply knit brows and parted lips frozen mid-gasp. In place of normal eyes, her eye sockets are smoothly sealed over by solid, uninterrupted white wax with no eyeballs, pupils, irises, or sclera visible, leaving only blank, featureless contours across her upper face. Her slender torso tapers dramatically beneath an immensely heavy K-cup bust, both her skin and the intricate folds of her dress transformed into glossy, petrified white wax. Her arms are locked defensively: one hand is thrown upward with splayed, rigid wax fingers as if pushing away an unseen force, while the other hand presses firmly against the curve of her ribs. Downward, the folds of her wax skirt freeze in mid-motion around her slender legs and feet, which blend directly into congealed ripples of cooled wax pooled across the dark stone ground. The candle flame directly atop her skull acts as the dominant light source, causing translucent subsurface scattering along the thin edges of her wax ears, hair strands, and fingertips, while casting stark downward shadows that carve out the contours of her frozen scream against deep surrounding blackness. Chilling dread.
Soul of determination sans
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