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character: tsugikuni_michikatsu, copyright: kimetsu_no_yaiba
1boy, solo, male focus, samurai, spiky hair, very long hair, high ponytail, black hair, parted bangs, dark red eyes, serious, closed mouth, bare ears, japanese clothes, purple haori, dark kimono, hakama, sash, katana, sheathed sword at hip, thumb resting on tsuba, standing, from below, cowboy shot, three-quarter view, outdoor, hilltop, grassy crest, clear sky, sunny, bright daylight, blue sky, horizon, wind, fluttering clothes, hair blowing
Viewed from below in a low-angle cowboy shot, a tall samurai stands motionless upon the sunlit crest of an open grassy hill against an expansive, clear azure sky. His weight is settled back onto his rear heel, anchoring his frame against the incline while his body turns slightly three-quarters away from the lens. His left thumb rests firmly over the black square tsuba of the long katana tucked into his sash, while his right arm remains loosely at his side, fingers lightly curved against the stiff fabric of his hakama. Beneath long, parted spiky bangs that frame his sharp brow, his deep plum-tinted eyes gaze resolutely toward the distant horizon with an unyielding, stoic intensity, lips set in a firm, unbroken line. Inky-black hair bound in a high, voluminous spiky ponytail sweeps down past his shoulder blades, its frayed tips lifting and whipping across his back in the upland air. He wears a deep purple haori with wide sleeves over dark charcoal robes and pleated hakama, the hems and sleeves billowing outward in the gust. Straw zori press into the dense green turf, flattening clover and mountain turf beneath his soles. Brilliant, direct midday sunlight beats down from high overhead, etching crisp, dark shadows beneath his jaw, the deep folds of his robes, and casting a short, sharp silhouette onto the grass behind him, with a bright specular glint flaring along the lacquered surface of his scabbard. The tall wild hill grasses and the long spikes of his ponytail veer in unison to the left, caught in the steady push of the ridge wind. Quiet solemnity.
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