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Elysian patriot

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1girl, solo, lean woman, pale skin, black eyes, white hair, long hair, straight hair, hair combed to one side, side-swept hair, thick thighs, thin lips, graceful face, featureless black nylon bodysuit, skin-tight bodysuit, no seams, scarf, sitting, sitting on trunk, atop trunk, ancient ruin, blizzard, snow, flat color, from below, dutch angle, looking to the side, hands on trunk edge, legs crossed at the knee, wind-blown hair, wind-blown scarf, cold, muted palette The camera sits low and tilted a few degrees off level, looking up: the woman is seen from below against a slate-grey sky, perched on the lid of a battered iron-bound travel trunk that juts out of a drift of snow, her knees crossed high, the upper leg swinging over the lower. Her weight rides on her right hip against the trunk's cold black lid, both palms pressed flat on the metal at either side of her hips, fingers spread and blanched pink at the pressure points, so the snow crust packed under her thighs dents and shears away in a fan. Her pale skin reads almost blue where the cold bites it: along the ridge of her nose, the knuckles, the sliver of throat above the scarf. The scarf is wound twice, its loose tail whipped out level and horizontal to her left, snapping taut with the gust; a few strands of her long straight white hair are torn across her face and she lets them stay there. Her hair is combed hard to one side so it falls in a single smooth white curtain over her right shoulder and down across her chest, its ends lifting and fraying in the wind. The bodysuit is one unbroken black nylon sheath from throat to ankle, no seam, no fastening, no ornament anywhere on it, matte where the snow light hits it and glassy along the shin and the outer thigh, clinging so the long muscle of the thigh shows as a clean highlight. Her thin lips are pressed nearly shut, the lower one just caught between her teeth, and she looks off past the frame to the left, chin turned into the wind, one black eye narrowed against a driven flake. Behind and around her the ancient ruin: broken column drums and a snapped architrave half-eaten by frost, block joints packed with old snow, a carved frieze eroded to soft lumps, all of it receding into a white-out that swallows the far columns entirely. The snow is the only weather in the image and it is thick, streaking sideways in the wind, sticking only to the upward faces of the trunk lid, the column capitals, her shoulders and the tops of her thighs, none of it adhering to the vertical surfaces. Light is flat, sourceless and cold from a whole overcast sky, so shadows are soft grey pools directly beneath her, beneath the trunk and in the cut of every block, and colours are reduced to a few flat plates: white hair and snow, dead black suit, trunk and eyes, a muted rust-red scarf, grey stone. Flat colour throughout, hard clean edges, no gradient rendering, tone separated into solid shapes. Bleak, still.
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1female, lean woman with pale skin, black eyes, white hair long straight and combed to side, thick thigjs, thin lips, graceful face, featureless black nylon bodysuit, scarf, sitting on trunk,, f blizzard, ancient ruin, flat color,
モード
pro
縦横比
1232 x 1632
サンプリング方法
Euler
ネガティブ
lowres, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, explicit
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Tsubaki.3 - AI Modelのカバー画像

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