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Frieren

Arte de IA "Frieren" de Martin Kaspar no PixAI. Criado com Tsubaki.3.

#Frieren e a Jornada para o Além #Frieren

Publicado em Oct 29, 2026

Martin Kaspar

character: frieren 1girl, solo, frieren, twintails, long hair, white hair, parted bangs, green eyes, pointy ears, earrings, floating, levitating in midair, hovering, casting spell, outstretched arm, hand raised, glowing magic circle, blue dress, short dress, side slit, open sides of dress, exposed side, corset lacing, laced dress, from below, dutch angle, three-quarter view, looking down at viewer, open mouth, confident smirk, windblown hair, skirt billowing, dark backdrop, rim light, cool palette, seen from a low dutch-angle three-quarter view from below, a slender elf girl with long white hair in twin tails and parted bangs hovers well above the ground, her body tilted back and to the left as if the spell is lifting her, weight carried on nothing at all — one leg bent at the knee with the foot trailing back, the other extended, toes pointed down, and under her soles only empty air. Her long white twin tails stream upward and out to the right, pulled by the same force that holds her aloft, the damp weight of the hair lifted clear off her shoulders. Both arms are raised in the casting: her right arm extended high and forward, hand open with fingers spread, palm to the sky, and from that palm a magic circle blooms — a flat ring of pale runic light seen edge-on, turning, its glow catching her palm and the underside of her forearm; her left hand is pulled in close to her chest, fingers curled, a second small cluster of light cupped there. Her green eyes are open wide and cast down toward the viewer below, brows slightly lifted, mouth open as the words leave her, a wide, absorbed, and not entirely friendly grin. She wears a short blue dress, cut high above the knee, and its sides are open: from the ribcage down to the hip the fabric parts in a long slit on each side, exposing bare skin at her waist and flanks, so the garment reads as a front and back panel rather than a closed tube. Front and back are held together by crisscrossed lacing — a column of blue-white cord threaded through eyelets in a ladder of X's down her near side, pulled taut, every strand catching the rim light, the cords climbing her ribs, and one end loose and dancing in the air. The hem is flung outward and upward by the surge of the spell, fabric rippling, and her bare legs hang clear of it. Small earrings glint at her ears, and her pointed ears push through the white hair. The only real light is the spell itself — cold pale blue, low and forward and to the left, so her palm, the inner edges of the open slits, the near side of her throat and the underside of her chin are lit, the runic circle throws a thin band of light across her waist, and everything above and behind her falls away into a deep blue-black void with no horizon, no floor, no stars. Faint dust motes drift through the beam where the magic stirs them. Palette: blue and white and cold light on a near-black ground, nothing warm admitted. Ethereal, spellbound.

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