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Di PixAI, prompt bersifat awam secara lalai, tetapi pencipta boleh menyembunyikannya pada mana-mana karya yang mereka terbitkan. Pencipta karya ini memilih untuk berbuat demikian, jadi perkataan yang digunakan untuk menjana imej ini kekal peribadi dan hanya penciptanya sahaja yang boleh melihatnya. Menyembunyikan prompt tidak mengubah apa-apa yang lain: karya ini masih awam, dan anda masih boleh menyukai, mengulas dan berkongsinya seperti biasa.
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character: hiiragi_shinoa 1girl, solo, purple hair, long hair, low twintails, hair ribbon, bangs, red-brown eyes, witch hat, wide brim, pointed hat, cape, short cape, magic staff, holding staff, white gloves, black skirt, pleated skirt, black thighhighs, boots, smug, smirk, head tilt, leaning forward, cowboy shot, from below, looking at viewer, dynamic pose, nighttime, cobblestone, glowing magic, rim lighting From a low-angle cowboy shot, a petite girl with long lavender-purple hair tied into twin low bunches with black ribbons leans playfully forward in a three-quarter orientation. A voluminous pointed witch hat with an undulating broad brim sits jauntily atop her head, while a dark shoulder cape clasped securely at her throat billows outward behind her back. Her right hand, encased in a fitted white glove, firmly grips the polished dark wood shaft of an ornate magic staff, its pointed base resting directly against the damp cobblestone pavers below. The staff terminates in an arcing crescent finial that cradles a softly pulsating golden crystal. Her left gloved hand reaches up to lightly tilt the underside of the wide hat brim, finger pads making distinct contact with the fabric. She shifts her weight entirely onto her right hip, cocking her left knee with the toe of her buckled boot touching the ground, tilting her head sideways with amused insolence. Her reddish-brown eyes glance downward directly at the viewer beneath half-lowered lids, accompanied by a teasing, lopsided smug smirk at the corner of her mouth. Beneath the sweep of the cape, she wears a charcoal pleated skirt that flares with her movement, paired with seamless black thigh-high stockings meeting her calf boots. Cool, pale moonlight cuts a sharp silver rim along the crest of the pointed hat and the trailing edge of the fabric, while the warm, amber glow from the staff's crystal illuminates her gloved knuckles, collar, and the underside of her chin. The trailing hem of the cape bellies away from the staff as if lifted by an invisible heat draft rising from the stone pavement. Mischievously enchanting.
Gabriel Santos