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Art style: Cinematic Realistic. Анна и Марк стоят рядом, глядя на море. Их руки осторожно соприкасаются, а солнечный свет мерцает на воде. Интимная, искренняя сцена без излишней театральности. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 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): - Анна: on wet sand at the edge of the sea — Anna, a young woman in her mid-twenties with a slim, graceful build and sun-kissed olive skin. She has an oval face with soft cheekbones, warm hazel eyes, full lips curved in a gentle wistful smile, and long wavy chestnut-brown hair drifting loose in the sea breeze, a few strands catching the light. She wears a flowing ankle-length linen dress in pale cream, lightly rumpled and translucent at the hem, thin straps over bare shoulders, and she stands barefoot with the dress hem damp. A delicate thin seashell pendant rests at her collarbone. Relaxed poetic pose, one hand lifting the hem, head slightly tilted toward the horizon. Behind her a calm golden-hour sea, low warm sun, soft foam washing over her feet. - Марк: and centered on a quiet seashore at golden hour. Mark is a gentle young man in his mid-twenties, slim and lightly athletic, with an oval face, warm olive skin, soft brown eyes, straight nose, and a tender, attentive half-smile. His dark brown hair is slightly tousled and sea-tossed, with light stubble along his jaw. He wears a loosely rolled white linen shirt open at the collar, sleeves pushed to the forearms, slim beige trousers cuffed above the ankles, and he stands barefoot on damp sand near the waterline. One hand rests softly in his pocket, head tilted with a caring, affectionate gaze. Behind him, calm sea, foamy wavelets, and a warm hazy horizon stretch to the sides.