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#Girl #Dark Souls #Dark Souls III #Fire Keeper

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character: fire_keeper, copyright: dark_souls_(series) 1girl, solo, from below, low angle, three-quarter view, pale blonde hair, very long hair, parted bangs, ornate mask, filigree mask, metal blindfold, eyes covered, pale skin, closed mouth, black dress, layered dress, long dress, black capelet, high collar, dark gloves, kneeling, hands cupped, hovering hands, fire, bonfire, coiled sword, ash, embers, ruined stone hall, stone floor, dramatic lighting, rim light, dark fantasy From a low angle looking slightly upward at a three-quarter view, a slender maiden kneels upon cold, weathered stone flagstones. Long, pale ash-blonde hair flows smoothly past her shoulders and chest in fine straight strands, parted cleanly down the center. Across the bridge of her nose and brow rests an elaborate tarnished silver mask of pierced filigree, its delicate gothic scrollwork completely covering her upper face and eyes, leaving only her pale jawline, straight nose, and quiet, closed lips exposed beneath. She is clad in a high-collared black capelet draped over a layered, floor-length dark woolen gown with long fitted sleeves and smooth dark gloves. Her weight rests back on her heels with both knees planted against the soot-dusted flagstones. Her head tilts downward with quiet focus, her gloved hands brought together before her sternum with palms curved inward to cradle a gentle, self-luminous spark of golden fire hovering inches between her fingers. Just before her knees, a mound of pale grey cinder surrounds a spiral-twisted iron sword planted firmly into the hearth. Rising thermal currents lift glowing embers and light flakes of ash upward, carrying them in slow drifts between her hovering fingers and past the folds of her mantle. The golden-orange radiance of the flame is the primary light source, throwing warm upward highlights onto her lips, the filigree edges of her silver visor, and the undersides of her wrists, while the rest of the ruined hall recedes into deep charcoal and slate-blue shadow behind massive crumbling stone pillars. Solemn reverence.

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