а це промт саме для відео на пагорбі з кометою і цунамі! Film Style: Photorealistic cinematic film still, 35mm anamorphic, shallow depth of field, filmic grain. Visual anchor: Blade Runner 2049. Color Grade: Desaturated cold teal and slate blue, monochromatic, crushed blacks, low-key. Only warm accent is the distant orange-red bridge lights. Lighting: Flat soft ambient overcast light on faces, slightly underexposed, no hard shadows, no rim light. Camera: Locked-off tripod, completely static frame, no movement of any kind. Subtle slow motion (0.75x) throughout. [SUBJECT] Woman from [Image1] on the left, man from [Image2] on the right, standing chest-deep in frame, facing each other in clean profile near the water’s edge. Maintain exact appearance from reference images, no character drift. [SCENE] Bosphorus strait, Istanbul, dusk during blue hour. Heavy overcast teal-grey sky filling upper frame, thick cloud cover. Red-lit suspension bridge spans mid-background. Distant low city silhouette on far shores with dim scattered lights. Cold steel-blue water in foreground. Damp atmospheric haze on the water. [ACTION TIMELINE] [0–4s] Medium two-shot, side profile, eye-level, water-level camera. The woman shouts in anguish, mouth wide open, brows furrowed, hair drifting in cold wind. The man shouts back, face tight with hurt, one hand raised between them. High in the upper-left of frame, a thin small streak of orange fire descends diagonally — a distant meteor, unnoticed by both. [4–8s] Same locked frame. The shouting stops mid-breath. Her face collapses from rage into stunned disbelief, eyes widening. He follows her gaze. In the deep background a massive white plume of seafoam erupts skyward beside the bridge. The bridge buckles. A colossal tsunami wave begins rising behind them, swallowing the bridge. [8–12s] Same locked frame. The wave looms behind them as a vertical cliff of dark blue water, white foaming crest, towering far above. They turn fully toward each other in profile. Soft, scared, accepting expressions. He pulls her into him. They kiss in profile — deep, urgent, surrendered. [12–15s] Same locked frame, gentle drift to soft focus. Still kissing. The wave breaks overhead. Frame consumed by churning blue-grey foam and mist, fading into murky teal water.
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