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中二病幻想手中的玻璃塊是他煉成的法寶道具。（就只是塊琉璃物）

Published on Oct 28, 2026

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1boy, solo, child, 11-year-old boy, slim, black hair, messy short hair, dark brown eyes, loose white silk robe, sitting, cross-legged, sitting on carpet, sweating, ecstatic expression, open mouth, wide-eyed, grin, looking at object, holding out right hand, outstretched arm, palm up, glowing crystal, tiny crystal, translucent crystal, floating object, faint glow, dark meteorite iron chunk, ancient bronze metal block, raw green jade stone, round black ebony wooden disc, treasures scattered on carpet, luxurious bedroom, ornate carpet, sunrise, golden light, window, light rays, dust motes, backlighting, rim light, warm palette, anime style, light novel illustration, clean lineart, high detail, from above, close-up, dutch angle, A close-up from above, tilted slightly on a dutch angle, looking down past the boy's shoulder at the open palm he thrusts forward; he sits cross-legged in the middle of a deep-piled carpet whose crimson and gold arabesque coils around his knees, one bare foot tucked under the opposite thigh, the other ankle resting loose on top of it, his spine leaned a little forward and his weight carried on his left hip. His head is tipped back so his messy black hair falls away from his brow in loose spikes, a few strands stuck flat to his damp forehead; a sheen of sweat beads along his temples, at the hollow of his throat and in the fine hollows above his collarbones, and two drops run down his jaw. His eyes are dark brown and wide, whites showing all round the iris, his mouth open in a full ecstatic grin with the corners pulled high, brows lifted, breath caught. The loose white silk robe has slid open off one shoulder and hangs in heavy soft folds from the crook of his extended right arm, its sleeve fallen back to the elbow, the sash loose at his waist; the fabric catches the low sun so the raised folds are warm cream and the troughs cool grey. His right arm is held out straight at chest height, elbow locked, wrist steady, fingers spread wide and slightly cupped, and a single translucent crystal no bigger than a rice grain hangs a finger's width above the centre of his palm, faint pale-blue light leaking out of it and tingeing the creases of his hand from below while the sun lights the back of his fingers from above. Around him the treasures lie scattered on the carpet in a loose arc that the camera reads from foreground to middle distance: the dark meteorite iron chunk nearest the bottom edge, its pitted surface catching one hot edge of light and swallowing the rest; the ancient bronze metal block beyond it, patina-green in its hollows and gold where the sun strikes its chamfer; the raw green jade stone half-buried in the pile, milky and translucent at its thin rim; and the round black ebony wooden disc tipped on its edge behind his knee, its polished face holding a small blurred reflection of the window. The window is behind and to the left of him, tall and deep-set, and the low sunrise pours through it in long golden shafts that cross the room diagonally, laying a bright parallelogram of light across the carpet, striking the top of his hair, his right shoulder and the back of his outstretched hand while his face and the underside of his chin sit in soft reflected warmth. The dust in the air is only visible where it drifts through those shafts, each mote a tiny lit speck against the shadowed wall beyond; the room's far side -- a carved bedpost, a hanging drape, gilded trim -- recedes into warm brown shadow, and his cast shadow stretches long and soft toward the lower right corner. Palette held to warm gold, cream, deep crimson, and the single cold blue pinpoint of the crystal. Greedy, luminous wonder.

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