*Lovecraftian gothic portrait. A very tall, thin woman in her fifties or older — it is hard to tell. Her black hair is pulled into a severe widow's bun, fastened with two long silver knitting needles. Her face is gaunt, cheekbones sharp, skin like old parchment. Her eyes are the most disturbing feature: cold, leaden grey, without visible iris distinction — like two metal buttons sewn into her face. She wears a high-collared dark blue dress, old-fashioned, fabric slightly eaten by moths. No jewellery. No expression. Her thin lips are pressed into a single flat line. The background is darkness — not black, but a textured, breathable dark. She stands in a stone doorway. She does not blink. Oil painting, cold greys and muted indigos, harsh light from above creating deep shadows under her eyes. Vertical portrait, half-body. --ar 2:3*
