She is not just a being—she is a goddess Wanx prompts

4 months ago

Ultra-realistic photograph of a thin and agile Asian death goddess in feline pose, crouched on top of a pile of ruined old books, like a predator about to attack . Her body is tense, with the right hand resting on the ground for balance, sharp fingers of the lace gloves embedded in the aged pages, while the left holds the ornamental sickle inverted close to her calf, blade almost brushing against her pale skin. Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed focus on something other than the camera, constricted pupils like those of a night cat, reflecting a discreet blood-red glow. The feline bone tail is stiff and erect behind her, each perfectly articulated vertebra, while one of her feet appears barefoot The lost boot somewhere in the scene - revealing the torn black lace pantyhose on the big toe. Her small breasts are highlighted by the black velvet corset, that tightens with her squatting posture. Small cobwebs connect her fingers to the pages of books, as if she had waited there for centuries. The cold, lateral lighting creates dramatic shadows under her chin and between her toes, while the blurred background suggests an abandoned library consumed by time.

4 months ago

Ultra-realistic photograph of a thin and agile Asian death goddess in feline pose, crouched on top of a pile of ruined old books, like a predator about to attack . Her body is tense, with the right hand resting on the ground for balance, sharp fingers of the lace gloves embedded in the aged pages, while the left holds the ornamental sickle inverted close to her calf, blade almost brushing against her pale skin. Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed focus on something other than the camera, constricted pupils like those of a night cat, reflecting a discreet blood-red glow. The feline bone tail is stiff and erect behind her, each perfectly articulated vertebra, while one of her feet appears barefoot The lost boot somewhere in the scene - revealing the torn black lace pantyhose on the big toe. Her small breasts are highlighted by the black velvet corset, that tightens with her squatting posture. Small cobwebs connect her fingers to the pages of books, as if she had waited there for centuries. The cold, lateral lighting creates dramatic shadows under her chin and between her toes, while the blurred background suggests an abandoned library consumed by time.