Solar Eclipse Salt Sea

① The raw input

SOLAR ECLIPSE SALT SEA At the end of the world lies a boundless white salt sea. The sky is blue almost without gradation; the salt crystals spread like fine glass all the way to the horizon. At the centre of the salt sea stands a black circular gate, without words, without ornament, so tall it seems to set a night upright in the middle of day. Tens of thousands of people in ivory-white robes come from every direction. They carry no weapons and raise no banners; they leave only neat, silent footprints in the wind. At the centre of the crowd is Yia, twenty-six, deep brown skin, a long thin braid trailing from closely cropped black hair. She wears a dark red robe that falls in layers, plain silver rings at her cuffs and ankles, and in her palm a seed with the sheen of obsidian. Dark red is the only vivid colour on the white salt sea. She walks to the gate and lays the seed into a thin crack beneath it. The sun begins to be covered, slowly, by the black gate. The wind stops; every white robe goes still at once. The coarse salt sea turns smooth — an endless mirror holding the crowd, the gate and the sky complete beneath their feet. Daylight narrows to a single sharp white rim, and a line splits open at the centre of the gate; pure white light falls from the zenith, passing through Yia and the soundless sea of people. The moment the light touches the seed, the black shell cracks. The parched salt ground beneath Yia does not collapse — a single drop of deep blue water surfaces. It spreads quickly along the cracks, pushing the salt crystals aside, and the mirrored salt sea becomes a slowly breathing blue. The white-robed stand at the edge of the new water; for the first time, there are clouds in the reflected sky. The eclipse ends and the sunlight falls again. The black gate still stands silent at the centre of the salt sea, but its reflection is now cut in two by the deep blue water. Yia takes off her dark red outer robe and lays it gently on the surface; the cloth opens into a small red sail and carries the sprouted black seed away, towards the bright horizon.

That is the entire input: 2095 characters of prose. No shot list, no parameters, no prompts.

② Story analysis & visual direction

EclipseRebirthRitualCollective witnessTransformation

Wide vistas lay out an empty salt sea at the end of the world, while low angles press close to the glittering crystals — heightening the vastness of the horizon against the smallness of the crowd. The camera moves slowly between the black gate, Yia and the sea of people, with overhead angles and symmetrical framing building a sense of ritual. The palette is cold white, sky blue and deep black, with the dark red robe as the single saturated focus; the later passages introduce deep blue water against pure white light for hard contrast. Light is built from hard daylight, the rim light of the eclipse and a vertical zenith beam; salt crystals throw back a metallic coldness, and the gate and the crowd are cut out in clean silhouette. Textures carry the grit of the salt crust, the smoothness of the mirrored water layer, the weight of the robe fabric and the wet gloss of the seed — an epic realism and a sacred vision held in the same frame.

④ Storyboard 28 shots

无边无际的白色盐海延伸到地平线，湛蓝天空几乎空无层次，刺目的日光让盐晶像碎玻璃般闪烁 — 1ELS Extreme Long Shot · Push In

盐海中央一座纯黑圆门从天而降，缓慢的扎在盐地中央，门面光滑无纹样，强烈白地与黑门形成极端对比 — 2LS Long Shot · Push In

超低机位侧面特写。白袍人群赤着脚，整齐的走在盐地上。影子被烈日拉的很长 — 3ECU Extreme Close-Up · Dolly Left

成千上万名白袍人群从四面八方缓步汇聚，队列整齐，脚印在盐面上拉出笔直轨迹 — 4MLS Medium Long Shot · Tilt Down

超低机位正面脚步大特写，伊娅身穿长红袍赤着脚走在白色盐地上，脚踝处套着银色神秘纹路的银环，长袍几乎要盖过脚踝。左侧方的影 — 5CU Close-Up · Tracking

白袍人群缓慢向黑门收束，风掠过衣摆，队伍安静克制，神情统一而平静 — 6MS Medium Shot · Push In

伊娅穿过自动分开的白袍人群，前方黑色圆门占据视线中心，周围人群向两侧退开 — 7OTS Over the Shoulder · Tracking

伊娅在人群中央前行，深褐色皮肤在白光中清晰，极短黑发与细长发辫轻轻摆动，暗红长袍垂落 — 8MCU Medium Close-Up · Tracking

伊娅握紧一粒黑曜石般的种子，银环在袖口边缘反射冷光，暗红布料包围着她的手 — 9CU Close-Up · Push In

伊娅缓缓蹲下，暗红长袍铺在盐面上，她低头展开掌心，黑色种子静静躺在中央 — 10MS Medium Shot · Tilt Down

黑色种子在巨大黑色圆门底部漂浮，地面伸出一道极细裂缝，种子表面映出圆门同样的奇怪纹路 — 11Insert Shot · Static

伊娅停在黑门前，正面微仰头凝视门体，神情平静，呼吸压得很轻 — 12CU Close-Up · Crane Up

天空光线开始收束，太阳被黑门缓慢吞没，白袍人群与伊娅同时静止在盐海中央，白袍人群面对面，对着天空做出一个奇怪的姿势，像在 — 13Drone Shot · Crane Down

天色昏暗。原本粗粝的盐地渐渐抚平，白色表面变得光滑如镜，倒映出黑门、天空和人群 — 14MLS Medium Long Shot · Push In

特写。天空昏暗。黑色种子悬浮在盐地表面 — 15CU Close-Up · Push In

大特写。天空昏暗。黑色种子悬浮在盐地表面，外壳骤然开裂，细小裂纹迅速扩散，从顶部射出一条全白的光束。 — 16ECU Extreme Close-Up · Handheld

日光被压成一圈锋利白边，黑门中央无声裂开一线，顶端白光开始垂直落下 — 17LS Long Shot · Zoom In

白光落在伊娅身上，她站在光柱中央，暗红长袍边缘被照出清晰轮廓 — 18MCU Medium Close-Up · Push In

正面特写。伊娅低头看向脚边，面部线条在白光中更显坚硬 — 19CU Close-Up · Crane Down

盐地细裂处浮起一滴深蓝色水滴，颜色浓重，像海洋的碎片从白地里苏醒 — 20Insert Shot · Pull Out

深蓝水面沿裂缝迅速蔓延，盐晶被推开，镜面白地退去，蓝色水域缓慢起伏 — 21LS Long Shot · Pull Out

白袍人群站在新水边缘，脚下倒影清晰，头顶天空第一次浮现缓慢移动的云影 — 22MLS Medium Long Shot · Dolly Left

日食结束，阳光重新洒落，黑色圆门仍立在盐海中央，倒影被深蓝水面切成两半 — 23LS Long Shot · Dolly Left

伊娅站在水边望向深蓝水面，神情没有夸张喜悦，只有长久紧绷后的轻微松动 — 24CU Close-Up · Orbit

伊娅特写。白袍人端过来一块叠好的红色布料。 — 25MCU Medium Close-Up · Push In

伊娅站在水边，将红布在空中展开在水面上方，风轻轻托起布料。 — 26MS Medium Shot · Tracking

暗红布料在深蓝水面缓缓展开成一叶红帆，黑色种子带着细小幼芽安静躺在中央 — 27Insert Shot · Tracking

Shot#	Shot Type / Camera Motion	Video Prompt	SFX
1	ELS Extreme Long Shot Push In	The camera pushes forward along the ground, very slowly and steadily. The boundless salt sea stretches to the horizon, crystals glinting faintly in the wind.	Wind, footsteps
2	LS Long Shot Push In	The camera keeps pushing in. Two columns of white-robed figures walk barefoot into frame from behind the camera, passing it in perfect order and heading away. Only the friction of feet on salt; otherwise the air is very still.	Wind, distant hush
3	ECU Extreme Close-Up Dolly Left	The white-robed crowd walks barefoot in formation, soles pressing shallow marks into the salt, long shadows swaying gently with each step.	Wind, Footsteps on salt
4	MLS Medium Long Shot Tilt Down	A great mass of white robes converges from all sides at a walking pace, the ranks drawing steadily tighter, footprints pulled into straight tracks, hems swinging in unison with the wind.	Wind, Footsteps on salt
5	CU Close-Up Tracking	The camera moves slowly, following her steps. Yia walks barefoot against the crowd, steady and unhurried, with real command. The silver rings catch the sunlight as she goes, and the hem of her robe sweeps the salt.	Wind, Footsteps on salt
6	MS Medium Shot Push In	The camera pushes in slowly. The white-robed crowd walks toward the lens in formation, wind lifting their hems. At the centre of the frame stands an enormous black circular gate.	Wind, soft fabric rustle
7	OTS Over the Shoulder Tracking	Yia enters frame, camera following, in slow motion. She continues forward against the crowd, the red robe swaying lightly into the wind. She walks toward the great circular gate — steady of step and formidable.	Footsteps on salt
8	MCU Medium Close-Up Tracking	Slow-motion follow. Yia advances steadily through the centre of the crowd, her gaze cold. The braid sways slightly, her breathing held and even, the dark red robe rising and falling with her stride.	Footsteps on salt
9	CU Close-Up Push In	She holds the obsidian-like seed lightly, knuckles tightening and releasing, the silver rings throwing cold light, fabric trembling faintly with the gesture.	Soft cloth movement
10	MS Medium Shot Tilt Down	The camera drifts down. Yia lowers herself slowly, opens her palm and sets the seed down before her; the black seed drifts slowly up into the air. Her eyes follow it as she lifts her head.	Fabric shift, breath
11	Insert Shot Static	The frame trembles faintly. The surface of the black seed begins to flow and shift, its markings echoing the giant circular gate. Suspended just above the ground it quivers; cracks begin to extend at the edges of the salt, and small grains resonate with it.	Tiny click
12	CU Close-Up Crane Up	The camera rises slowly. The sky darkens abruptly; Yia, standing before the gate, turns her head slightly to look up, her chest barely moving, her gaze composed.	Wind, distant hush
13	Drone Shot Crane Down	The camera descends slowly. The light draws in, the sun edges behind the black gate a fraction at a time, the crowd closes into a circle, and time seems to stop.	Wind fades
14	MLS Medium Long Shot Push In	The camera pushes in slowly. The sky goes fully dark; a thin film of water seeps up across the salt, flattening out until it mirrors sky and crowd — the reflection sharpening, the water-mirror sheen spreading outward.	Subtle surface shift
15	CU Close-Up Push In	The black seed hovers in place, rotating slowly, its surface smooth as flowing liquid. The frame starts to shake with it; the shell cracks abruptly and white light breaks through the fissures. A shaft of light shoots from the top and the camera tilts sharply to the sky.	shell vibrating like strained steel
16	ECU Extreme Close-Up Handheld	The frame shakes with the black seed. The shell cracks abruptly, fissures racing across it, white light breaking through. A shaft of light shoots from the top and the camera tilts quickly to the sky, the beam widening over the ground.	Sharp brittle crack
17	LS Long Shot Zoom In	The camera pushes in and tilts up. Light drives through the black circular gate; a thin line splits open at its centre and white light rushes from the gap straight into the sky.	Low hum
18	MCU Medium Close-Up Push In	A shaft of white light comes down over Yia. The camera pushes in slowly; she stands motionless at the centre of the column, the edge of her robe picked out sharply, the fabric trembling faintly in the wind. The brightness keeps building until the frame goes fully white and cuts.	Bright tone
19	CU Close-Up Crane Down	The camera descends slowly. Yia stands where she is, looking at the ground; the tight lines of her face shift by a fraction — a little tension, a little expectation.	Breath, low hum
20	Insert Shot Pull Out	A drop of clear, deep blue water floats on the salt, drifting slowly up and down. Blue water begins to run through the cracks in the salt, as if waking out of the white ground. Suddenly the drop falls into the surface and a blue sheet of water rises fast. The camera pulls out.	Water drop
21	LS Long Shot Pull Out	The camera pulls back from the blue water. Deep blue spreads quickly along the fissures, pushing the salt crystals aside, swallowing the mirrored white ground; the surface begins to lift and fall, and the wind draws ripples across it.	Water spreading
22	MLS Medium Long Shot Dolly Left	The camera pans slowly to the left. The white-robed crowd stands still at the edge of the new water, robes swaying lightly in the wind. Reflections shimmer clearly, and cloud shadows move slowly overhead.	Soft water ripple
23	LS Long Shot Dolly Left	Daylight returns, the sun edging out from behind the black gate. The small red sail drifts gently on the water, ripples spreading slowly. The robes of the crowd lift lightly in the wind.	Wind returns
24	CU Close-Up Orbit	The camera pushes in slowly. Yia looks out over the deep blue water; her breathing finally slows and the tension in her face loosens by a fraction, still held in check. Behind her the water ripples.	Gentle water ripple
25	MCU Medium Close-Up Push In	A white-robed figure holds a folded red cloth out to Yia and she takes it. The camera pushes in to her face; she turns her head slightly to look into the distance, as if she has decided.	Gentle water ripple
26	MS Medium Shot Tracking	Yia opens the red cloth and casts it out over the water. The wind lifts it mid-air and reshapes it into a small leaf-boat, which settles onto the glittering surface.	Cloth unfurling
27	Insert Shot Tracking	The camera follows. The dark red cloth unfolds on the deep blue water into a small red leaf-boat; at its centre the seed quietly sprouts, a tender shoot lifting. The ripples carry it away.	Soft water lap
28	LS Long Shot Crane Down	The camera descends slowly. The red sail drifts toward the far horizon while Yia and the white-robed crowd see it off in silence, the ripples reaching outward. A light wind passes and the robes sway.	Distant water, wind

① The raw input

② Story analysis & visual direction

③ Asset generation: characters · locations · props

④ Storyboard 28 shots

⑤ The final cut

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