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character: kan'u_unchou, guan_yu 1man, solo, mature male, muscular, kneeling, from above, medium shot, sobbing, crying with eyes closed, closed eyes, waterfall tears, streams of tears, stubble, five o'clock shadow, shaved chin, severed hair, holding hair, cradling, both hands, cupped hands, long black hair, topknot, green robe, chinese armor, lamellar armor, shoulder pauldrons, campaign tent, war banner, candle, candlelight, hair on floor, anime style, dramatic lighting A slightly high-angle medium shot looks down into a military campaign tent where a powerful Chinese warrior general kneels on the woven floor mats, completely overcome with sorrow. His posture is hunched forward in despair, his head bowed as his eyes are squeezed tightly shut, sending thick, anime-style waterfall streams of tears pouring down his flushed cheeks. His jaw, chin, and upper lip show raw, freshly shorn patches of dark stubble where his legendary beard was cut away. Both of his large, calloused hands are gently cupped and held close against his chest, tenderly cradling the thick severed strands of his long black beard as if holding a sacred, irreplaceable treasure. Loose clippings of black beard hair lie scattered across his lap and on the floorboards around his knees. He wears a flowing emerald-green silk robe draped beneath bronze-trimmed lamellar chest armor and heavy pauldrons, with his remaining black hair bound in a warrior's topknot. In the warm background of the canvas interior, an ornate embroidered war banner hangs from a wooden post, while a single bronze candlestick emits a soft, flickering yellow light. The flame is the sole illumination, catching bright golden highlights on the wet tracks of tears streaming down his face and casting a long, trembling shadow across the tent floor. Melodramatic grief.
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