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Art style: Cinematic Realistic. Воспоминание тает, возвращая чердак. Женщина держит зайца у сердца; в её глазах блестят слёзы, но на лице появляется тёплая улыбка. Золотой свет лампы, пыль и мягкие акварельные разводы создают ощущение нежной благодарности за прошлое. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 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): - Женщина: and centered in a dusty sunlit attic, the slanted wooden rafters and cardboard boxes filling the sides. An elderly woman in her early seventies, soft rounded face with gentle wrinkles, warm fair skin, pale blue eyes, and a thoughtful tender half-smile. Silver-grey hair pinned back in a loose low bun with a few strands framing her cheeks. Slightly stooped, slender build. She wears a knitted cream cardigan over a floral grey-blue dress, a thin shawl across her shoulders, and simple brown leather house slippers. She cradles a small worn plush hare against her chest, gazing down at it, reliving a warm memory. Dust motes drift in a shaft of golden light from a round attic window behind her. - Заяц: and propped against a dusty wooden beam — an old beloved plush rabbit, the size of a child's forearm. Its body is sewn from faded dove-grey velveteen, worn thin and shiny at the belly and paws where little hands once gripped it, the nap rubbed bald in patches. Long floppy ears, one standing crooked, the other drooping, lined with pale cream fabric gone yellowish with age. Round black button eyes, one slightly loose on its thread; a hand-stitched pink nose and a small mended seam across the cheek. Short stubby arms and legs end in soft flat paws, no feet-shoes, just rounded fabric soles. A frayed faded blue ribbon hangs loose around its neck. It sits in a sunlit, dust-moted attic among cardboard boxes, gazing out quietly, patient and tender.