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- A full body shot framed head to toe, over the shoulder from behind. She is a woman in her 40s, a witch-knight who fights with spectral blades. The image has a gothic dark-fantasy vibe of bone white, blood red and grave-moss black, crumbling cathedrals and moonlit graveyards, candle-crowded crypts, iron gates wound with thorns, ravens on every spire, and a pale moon over black forests, and the mood is fierce and openly alluring, the last vigil kept. She is ravishing, with a tall, slender build, a narrow waist, long limbs and a medium, round bust, carrying herself with the stillness of a woman who has spent more nights among the dead than the living. Her skin is a pale porcelain with a faint cool undertone, backlit by the cathedral's gas chandeliers, her face is a long pale oval with hollow cheeks, faint lines at her eyes, a fine straight nose and full dark lips, and her eyes are a pale silver-grey that seem to catch light from nowhere. A single white streak runs through her black hair from her left temple, the mark of the first ghost she ever spoke to. She is the last of an order of witch-knights who guarded the cathedral against the things in the crypts, fights with swords she conjures from ghost-light, and has kept her vigil alone for ten years. Her expression is fierce and cold, glancing back. Her very long raven-black hair falls very long down her back. She wears a black lacquered breastplate over a black silk gown that has slipped off both shoulders, its skirt split high at the side, and black armoured greaves, so her shoulders, her upper back and one leg are bare. Tarnished silver rings crowd her long fingers. Her makeup is a smouldering black liner and a glossy blood-red lip. The setting is the nave of a vast crumbling cathedral on a rainy afternoon, towering pillars and broken pews, a shattered rose window letting in rain and grey light, gas chandeliers swinging on their chains, and a thing of shadow and teeth crawling up out of the crypt stairs ahead of her. Ravens scatter from the rafters, and rainwater pools on the cracked floor. The whole scene is fully detailed. Seen from behind over her shoulder, she stands in the nave facing the crypt stairs with one hand raised, and a ring of pale spectral swords conjures itself in the air round her, each blade glowing ghost-blue and turning point-first toward the thing crawling up the stairs, her bare back to the viewer and her head turned so her cold profile shows. Ghost-light drips from the blades like water. Artificial light: the chandeliers backlight her, a pale gold halo round her bare shoulders, the ghost-blue blades and the raven-black hair. Grave black dominates, with ghost blue and rain grey as the accents. Pastel Flat style: clean, uniform-weight vector-crisp linework with minimal cross-hatching, flat cel shading with soft, low-contrast pastel gradients rather than hard shadows, a soft, desaturated, airy palette of grave black, ghost blue, rain grey and bone white, and a flat, illustration-clean storybook finish with gentle, evenly diffused light.
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- standard
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- 1024 x 1024
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