Glückswolken Galerie

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character: uchiha_itachi 1boy, solo, uchiha_itachi, long black hair, low ponytail tied at the nape, curtained bangs framing the face, red eyes, sharingan, akatsuki uniform, black cloak with red cloud patterns, high collar, forehead protector with a metal plate, black pants, from below, close-up, three-quarter view, looking down, standing, low angle, dutch angle, wind, cloak billowing, night, dark palette, red accent, rim light From a low angle looking up, a young man stands in three-quarter view at the frame's right, his head tilted slightly down and turned so only one red eye is fully visible past the curtained black bangs, the other eye in shadow behind the fall of his long hair. His low ponytail is gathered at the nape with a dark tie, the loose tail lifting and streaming to one side in a wind that comes from the left, and a few strands of his bangs blow across the bridge of his nose. He wears a high-collared black cloak patterned with red clouds, its collar standing up around his jaw, and a metal-plated forehead protector sits low across his brow with its cloth band knotted behind his hair; below the cloak's hem his black pants are visible. His expression is closed and level: brows straight, lids halfway lowered, mouth a flat quiet line, no smile, no tension in the jaw. His chin is angled toward the viewer but his gaze goes past the lens, down and to the side, at something outside the frame. His right hand is lifted partway to the collar, fingers just brushing the fabric's edge with the knuckles relaxed; his left arm hangs at his side. His weight rests on his back foot, the front hip slightly higher, the whole line of the body leaning a few degrees away from the camera. He is lit only by a cold blue moonlight from the upper left, which rims the top of his head and one shoulder-blade of the cloak in pale silver, leaves the far half of his face in deep shadow, and catches the one exposed red eye as the single warm spot in the frame; a second, dimmer warm spill of red comes from off-screen to the right and touches only the edge of his collar and the underside of his jaw. No cast shadow falls on him, so the darkness around him is absolute beyond the rim light. The cloak's fabric bellies and snaps where the wind pushes it, its folds streaming away from his body hard on the left and pressed flat against his back on the right. Behind him the background is a seamless near-black void with the faintest blue-grey haze, so his silhouette and the reds are the whole palette: black, cool silver, and red. Quiet menace.
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