Prompt
· English
Looking down a stairwell with railings spiralling towards a 33-year-old woman towering over a quiet residential street, her feet pressing into the asphalt while tiny cars and pedestrians look up in awe. She wears a navy-and-white striped long-sleeve shirt and khaki chinos, her face wider at the jaw than at the temples, amber eyes, and thin fine eyebrows. She blushes and laughs in embarrassment, one hand on the back of the neck. Her thick coarse straight hair is long mid-back hair, dyed deep teal and worn loose and natural. A single red ribbon from her backpack flaps in the wind. A tiny traffic cone is crushed flat near her shoe, and a mailman’s scooter is tilted against a lamppost, its basket empty. A 61-year-old man with fair skin, snow-white hair combed into a sharp side part, and a long camel cardigan stands nearby, scowling with furrowed brows. Festival stalls and string lights glow at night in the background. The composition is like a single manga panel with a quiet pause, in storybook anime with textured paper and gentle painted colours.
