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Art style: Cinematic Realistic. Мужчина из притчи walking in the middle ground. Десять шагов пустой дороги между ним и камерой. Мужчина из притчи is walking on растрескавшаяся дорога in the middle ground in the midground. Torso facing camera. Head facing camera. Eyes on горизонт справа. Изнеможение и упорство. Wide shot from a low angle, 9:16. Horizon низко, на нижней четверти кадра. Камера у земли, статичная, без наклона. Foreground: растрескавшаяся земля дороги. Midground: фигура идёт по дороге. Background: белёсое небо и далёкая зелёная полоса. Key light высокое белёсое солнце сверху, жёсткий выцветший свет. Короткая тень под фигурой. Focus: Мужчина на дороге. Dominant palette: выцветшая охра, белёсое небо, бледная зелень. SPATIAL LOCK: десять шагов пустой дороги между ним и камерой. GAZE LOCK: Мужчина из притчи head facing camera eyes on горизонт справа. This is a single frozen instant (mid action) — no motion blur, no action chained. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ FINAL STYLE ENFORCEMENT (this is the authoritative rendering directive — it overrides any style wording elsewhere in the prompt): Render this image entirely in "Cinematic Realistic" style. Match the lighting grammar, material response, colour science, level of realism / stylisation, line weight, and shading model typical of "Cinematic Realistic". Keep the subject, composition, camera angle, lighting direction, and colour palette from the description above — but EVERY surface, skin, fabric, material, and environmental element must be rendered in the "Cinematic Realistic" idiom, not in any other medium. Character appearance reference (MUST match exactly): - Мужчина из притчи: centered on a dusty desert road winding between two distant lands at dawn. A lone male wanderer in his late forties, gaunt and weathered, sun-darkened olive skin stretched over sharp cheekbones, deep-set tired brown eyes burning with stubborn resolve, cracked lips sealed in silence. Long tangled dark hair streaked with grey, an unkempt greying beard, a scar across one brow. Lean sinewy build, shoulders bowed by hardship. He wears a dust-caked ragged ankle-length tunic of faded earth-brown linen, frayed at the hem, a torn travel cloak over one shoulder, a worn leather belt, and a simple empty cloth satchel. Cracked bare feet dusted with road grime rest on the stony path. Hands hang open, weaponless. Expression weary, penitent, searching. Barren hills and pale sky behind.