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Aizeth Lomardi

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character: kurokawa_akane 2girls, kurokawa akane, 1girl, 1 old woman, tall woman, gigantic woman, height difference, very tall, princess carry, (((carry princess))), kidnapping, carrying, standing, long hair, bangs, hair between eyes, black hair, blue hair, multicolored hair, gradient hair, two-tone hair, blue eyes, green eyes, heterochromia, star-shaped pupils, enormous breasts, blush, sad, sad expression, humiliated, not enjoying it, kidnapped, looking away, averted gaze, trembling, rococo style, overly ornate tacky dress, red and white dress, excessive lace, excessive ruffles, too many bows, overdecorated, puffy skirt, huge skirt, long skirt, oversized dress, fur trim, fur dress, glitter fabric, sequins, ridiculous ornaments, colossal earrings, colossal engagement ring, colossal bracelets, tiara, diamond collar, old woman, elderly, aged face, deep wrinkles, sagging skin, crooked nose, sunken cheeks, ugly, menacing grin, narrow eyes, dominant, looming, intricate lace patterns, opulent decorative detailing, highly ornate, elaborate frills, dutch angle, low angle, from below, cowboy shot, dramatic lighting, heavy shadow, chiaroscuro, cowed, captive, powerless, one-sided dominance, unsettling From a low dutch angle tilted hard up and to the left, the vast hall swallows both figures: a gigantic old woman stands planted in the centre of the frame, her body angled three-quarters toward camera, and cradles a far smaller girl across her forearms in a princess carry. The old woman's left forearm runs under the girl's back and shoulders, her right forearm supports the girl's knees, and the girl's long skirt spills over that forearm in a heap of red and white fabric, dangling almost to the old woman's hip. The old woman is impossibly tall and broad, her head reaching the top edge of the frame, one foot planted flat and the other set slightly back to bear the weight; she leans her head down toward the girl with a wide, hard grin, her eyes fixed on the girl's face. Her face is deeply wrinkled and gaunt, with a crooked nose, sagging cheeks and a heavy brow. The girl lies rigid in that carry: her shoulders drawn in, one hand pressed flat against the old woman's shoulder as if to push away, the fingers of the other hand knotted in the fur of her own dress. Her head is turned away from the old woman's face and tilted down, eyes cast to the side and half-lidded, brows drawn up and together, cheeks flushed deep red, lips pressed thin and downturned. Her hatless head shows long hair with bangs, a black-and-blue gradient running from a black crown down to blue tips, and one blue eye and one green eye with a small star-shaped catchlight. Her ears sag under colossal hoop-and-crystal earrings, a colossal engagement ring glitters on her hand, colossal bracelets band both wrists, a tiara sits on her head and a diamond collar rings her throat. The dress is monstrously overbuilt rococo: a red-and-white bodice over an enormous chest, layered in excessive lace and excessive ruffles, sprouting too many bows at every seam and pocket, hung with ridiculous ornaments that jingle as the old woman walks, and cut into a puffy, huge, long oversized skirt. Nearly all the visible surface is glitter fabric and sequins, shivering with a hundred tiny highlights, and a fur collar and fur hem frame the glitter. The hall is a tall stone corridor receding into darkness, high windows throwing cold grey-blue light down from the upper left so the old woman's face is half-lit and deeply shadowed while the girl's face catches the cold light on her turned-away cheek. The old woman's long shadow falls across the floor and up the wall, the only warmth in the frame being the red of the dress. The palette is cold stone grey and steel-blue against that blood-red and white glitter, with the girl's red blush the only soft colour. A single sequin that has come loose lies on the floor below a gap in the skirt, catching the light by itself. The scene is immaculate and opulent, its frills and lace rendered with meticulous density, heavy and quietly menacing.

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