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historia reiss\(shingeki no kyojin\), 1girl, masterpiece, cel shading, vivid colors, high resolution, anime screencap, blurry background
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character: mikasa_ackerman
1girl, solo, short hair, black hair, choppy bangs, black eyes, scarf, red scarf, wrapped scarf, brown jacket, cropped jacket, off-white shirt, collared shirt, white pants, leather harness, thigh strap, belt, knee boots, brown boots, unadorned hair, outdoors, stone wall, rampart, parapet, looking at viewer, intense gaze, serious, resolute expression, half-crouching, leaning forward, one hand on scarf, wind, fluttering scarf, blowing hair, from below, cowboy shot, cinematic lighting, cloudy sky, golden hour
From below at a dynamic low angle, a cowboy shot captures an athletic young woman with short, choppy black hair crouching on the edge of a weathered stone battlement. Her weight is grounded onto her right knee and boot, sole pressed hard against the chipped masonry, while her torso coils slightly forward. Her left hand raises to grip the thick weave of a dark red woolen scarf bundled high around her throat, pulling it taut, while her right arm balances low against her hip beside the crossed brown leather harness straps securing her thighs and waist. Her dark, slate-black eyes fix forward with sharp, unblinking intensity, eyebrows drawn low and lips set in a resolute, focused line. The wind shears hard across the stone parapet from the left, violently snapping the frayed trailing ends of the red scarf out to the right in the exact same trajectory as the stray locks of her hair whipping across her cheek. Warm, low-raking late-afternoon sun cuts horizontally across the scene, striking the left side of her jawline, shoulder, and the rough texture of her cropped brown jacket, while casting the rest of her form into cool, desaturated slate shadows against the hazy expanse of distant rooftops and overcast sky below. Tense, stoic resolve.
Adrian Guilarte
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