Prompt per video di architettura con Wan 2.6Three-shot evening story from one apartment still

A brutalist concrete library atrium on a rainy afternoon: tiered reading balconies, rain streaming down the outside of a vast glass roof while the air inside stays dry and still, a few tiny readers under green desk lamps. Symmetrical, calm, architectural photography.

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AnalogRedmAF, Analog. Looking up a raw concrete spiral stairwell, one hard shaft of daylight falling from a skylight. A man in his late thirties with dark brown skin and a close-cropped beard leans on the curved concrete balustrade in a cream linen shirt open at the collar, sleeves rolled to the elbow, looking down into the lens with a slow, confident half-smile. 35mm film photograph, warm grain, soft halation, deep shadows.

He sets the coffee mug down on the windowsill, walks across the loft and sits on the paint-splattered stool, turning to face the camera as the first sunrise floods through the tall windows and turns the cool blue room warm gold. One continuous shot, the camera slowly pushing in. Sound: footsteps on old floorboards, birds outside, the city waking up.

Combine all three reference images into one continuous shot. Use the woman from the first image exactly as she appears — same face, same chestnut waves, same black leather jacket over a white tank, same jeans and boots. Use the cherry-red hollow-body guitar from the second image as the instrument she is carrying. Use the run-down neon motel corridor from the third image as the location. She walks down the middle of that corridor toward the camera, holding the guitar loosely by its neck so it swings at her side, kicks the abandoned ice bucket out of her way without breaking stride, then stops, tilts her head and grins straight down the lens. The camera tracks backwards ahead of her. Flickering fluorescent overhead, green exit light and magenta spill on the burgundy carpet, 35mm grain, footsteps and a buzzing tube. No logos, no readable text.

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Everything is weightless underwater. She turns slowly in the sunken ballroom, the emerald gown unfurling around her like smoke, bubbles rising toward the rippling light and the chandelier swaying gently above. The camera drifts in a slow orbit around her.

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The room empties out over an afternoon: chairs are pushed back in, papers gathered, the last person leaves and the blinds are drawn down. The camera drifts gently right across the passage.

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Copy the camera language of the reference clip — low, drifting right, never cutting — but stage it in the tiled corridor from reference image 1. One figure walking away from us, footsteps timed to the pulse in the reference track.

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A hand reaches into frame and flips the door sign from CLOSED to OPEN, then withdraws; steam drifts off the machine behind the glass and the street reflection keeps moving. Camera stays where it is.

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