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<lora:training_9454627-20261024150555798-y57y:1> fantasma, this is a highly detailed, hyper-realistic photograph of Fantasma, a young woman from Starward Vanguard, with hand raised, palm out, in scrapyard, heaps of metal, drones. She has long black straight hair. Her eyes are green. She has a small-breasted, slender, curvy, toned, slender build, wide soft hips and well-defined rounded ass. She has smooth tanned skin and a dark complexion. Her face is close enough to see the small things: the shadow her lashes throw, the shine on her lower lip, a freckle or two where the sun reached and the way the skin creases when she smiles. You could count the strands closest to the light, and at the edges of the mass a few hairs break away and catch the air. She is wearing a sleek black and purple gown with semi-translucent fabric, high side slit, underboob and deep cleavage. Everything in the frame carries its own texture: skin with visible pores and a faint uneven tone, raw linen with its weave clearly readable and wood with the varnish rubbed away where hands go. Everything behind her is where it would be in a room somebody uses: the small clutter, the things put down and forgotten. Her hands hold their own weight: the fingers curl naturally, the thumb sits where it belongs and the wrist keeps its shape. She looks melancholic. The light is god rays through a hangar door. She is framed silhouette. Close and low, with the light coming over the top of the frame and the foreground falling away. Photojournalistic restraint: natural colour, real skin texture, individual hairs and light that behaves like daylight through a window. The whole frame should read as a real photograph: honest light, honest skin and a body that moves like a body.