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  "id": "E11-01",
  "sceneIndex": 1,
  "cuts": [
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    "beats": [
     1,
     2
    ],
    "seconds": 5,
    "size": "wide",
    "camera": "Tracking Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02",
     "C21"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P01"
    ],
    "frame": "Wide tracking shot: the young man bursts from the cave mouth, the gaunt elder's palm driving toward the dark opening, wet stones and dripping moss in foreground."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     3,
     3
    ],
    "seconds": 2.5,
    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P01"
    ],
    "frame": "Medium static shot: she collides into him, spins, and flies against the wet cliff, the pale half-disc pendant swinging at his chest."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     4,
     4
    ],
    "seconds": 5,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Push In",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P01"
    ],
    "frame": "Close push-in: she slides to the floor, mouth open as blood bubbles spill out, his hand trembling toward the fallen companion."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     5,
     5
    ],
    "seconds": 2.5,
    "size": "extreme-close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C21"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P01"
    ],
    "frame": "Extreme-close static shot: the withered elder's eyes narrow, cold gaze fixed on the pale half-disc pendant at the young man's chest."
   }
  ],
  "sound": "A ragged cough, footsteps splashing on wet stone, and a dull impact as a body strikes the cliff.",
  "music": "Low, tense strings with a sharp stinger when the blow lands, thinning to breathy air."
 },
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  "id": "E11-02",
  "sceneIndex": 1,
  "cuts": [
   {
    "beats": [
     6,
     6
    ],
    "seconds": 3.1,
    "size": "extreme-wide",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C21"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Extreme-wide static shot: a gaunt elder stands silhouetted on black mud by the reed marsh, pale fog veiling the lone stone peak, wet stones glinting near the dark cave mouth."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     7,
     8
    ],
    "seconds": 4.7,
    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Push In",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Medium push-in on the scarred youth clenching his fists, the pale-robed woman gripping his hem and shaking her head, mist-drowned reeds and the lone peak behind them."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     9,
     10
    ],
    "seconds": 5,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Tilt Down",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close tilt-down from their kneeling figures to a bloodied fingertip tracing two characters across the youth's calloused hand, dark wet cave stones and moss in foreground."
   }
  ],
  "sound": "Hissing marsh wind, muffled reeds, and a hoarse demand ring out as cloth strains and wet knees sink into muddy ground.",
  "music": "Low dizi with sparse guqin pulses, tense and swelling as the bloodied fingertip begins to write on the youth's hand."
 },
 {
  "id": "E11-03",
  "sceneIndex": 1,
  "cuts": [
   {
    "beats": [
     11,
     12
    ],
    "seconds": 4.9,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Push In",
    "characters": [
     "C01"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P01"
    ],
    "frame": "Close shot, a single blood-written character on the slab like a round-jade groove, moss at the base, cave-mouth darkness wet stones in foreground."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     13,
     13
    ],
    "seconds": 2.5,
    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C02"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P01"
    ],
    "frame": "Medium shot, the girl nods then shakes her head, tears rolling down one by one, pale misty daylight seeping from the cave mouth behind her."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     14,
     14
    ],
    "seconds": 4,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close shot, the scarred young man in grey cloth answers softly, hand clenched with blood at the tiger mouth, fog curling over the wet stone floor."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     15,
     15
    ],
    "seconds": 2.9,
    "size": "wide",
    "camera": "Pull Out",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02",
     "C21"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P01"
    ],
    "frame": "Wide shot, the hollow interior with the lone stone peak beyond the reed marsh, master outside, thin light through the stone crack, silhouettes holding."
   }
  ],
  "sound": "A single drop of water echoes inside the cave as tears fall and the blood-marked stone hums faintly.",
  "music": "Low, grieving erhu melody fading into a sustained, hopeful warm drone."
 },
 {
  "id": "E11-04",
  "sceneIndex": 1,
  "cuts": [
   {
    "beats": [
     16,
     16
    ],
    "seconds": 2.5,
    "size": "wide",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C21"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Wide framing: the aged recluse releases a cold sneer, sweeping his sleeve as he withdraws backward into the pale drifting fog beside the dark cave mouth and wet stones."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     17,
     17
    ],
    "seconds": 2.5,
    "size": "wide",
    "camera": "Tracking Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Wide tracking shot: the gaunt youth staggers toward the misty reed beds carrying the pale-robed companion on his back, stepping unevenly out of the marsh haze into the open water fog."
   }
  ],
  "sound": "Cold sneer and a sharp rustle of sleeves in the damp marsh air, then heavy staggered footsteps and breath over wet ground.",
  "music": "Low, sparse erhu drone with a faint pulsing guqin, tense and resigned, fading as the pair vanish into the mist."
 },
 {
  "id": "E11-05",
  "sceneIndex": 2,
  "cuts": [
   {
    "beats": [
     1,
     2
    ],
    "seconds": 5,
    "size": "wide",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Wide shot inside the sword hut: the pale-faced young woman lies on a cot, beside the window weapon rack, while the grey-clad youth kneels by her side."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     3,
     3
    ],
    "seconds": 2.7,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Push In",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close shot pushing in on the calloused, blood-streaked hand pressing her wrist, the youth's scarred brow furrowing as the diagnosis grows grimmer."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     4,
     5
    ],
    "seconds": 4.5,
    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02",
     "C07"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Medium shot of the white-bearded elder in faded hemp robe releasing the pulse, long silence falling, then the younger one turns toward the window sword rack."
   }
  ],
  "sound": "Faint wind stirs the rusted iron sword above the door; a low crackle of cooling embers in the quiet hut.",
  "music": "Sparse guqin notes, slow and grave, fading under a distant mountain breeze."
 },
 {
  "id": "E11-06",
  "sceneIndex": 2,
  "cuts": [
   {
    "beats": [
     6,
     7
    ],
    "seconds": 4.9,
    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P02"
    ],
    "frame": "Medium static shot, framed in the servants compound: a grey-clad young cultivator drops abruptly to his knees, forehead striking the worn chopping stone as stacked firewood rises waist-high around him."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     8,
     8
    ],
    "seconds": 2.7,
    "size": "extreme-wide",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C07"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P02"
    ],
    "frame": "Extreme-wide static shot across the dueling platform: the kneeling grey-clad youth is tiny before the straight-backed elder in patched grey-blue robes, banners trailing as the elder's sharp question carries over the raked stone."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     9,
     10
    ],
    "seconds": 4.9,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close static shot against the dueling platform stone: the youth lifts his head, red-rimmed eyes fixed fearlessly on his master, trembling jaw holding firm as he vows to repay a life with his own."
   }
  ],
  "sound": "Knees thud and a forehead strikes stone, followed by gravel shifting as the youth lifts his head in the wind.",
  "music": "Sparse, mournful bamboo flute and low strings building with quiet resolve."
 },
 {
  "id": "E11-07",
  "sceneIndex": 2,
  "cuts": [
   {
    "beats": [
     11,
     11
    ],
    "seconds": 3.3,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C07"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close shot of the white-haired elder beside the worn chopping stone in the servants compound, sunlight raking the deep-scarred stone, stacked firewood around, his sharp eyes fixed forward."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     12,
     13
    ],
    "seconds": 5,
    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Tracking Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C07",
     "C01"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P02"
    ],
    "frame": "Medium tracking shot inside the cliffside sword hut, the elder turns from the dark wooden rack by the window, lifts the long tasseled sword, dust motes drifting in daylight."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     14,
     14
    ],
    "seconds": 3.8,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C07",
     "C01"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P02"
    ],
    "frame": "Close-up of the sword offered between two pairs of weathered hands, the faded tassel gently swaying, the wooden rack and small tea set softly blurred behind."
   }
  ],
  "sound": "Faint wind over the cliff, the creak of an old wooden door, and the soft rustle of a faded sword tassel.",
  "music": "Low, solemn guqin notes with a distant bamboo flute, restrained and heavy."
 },
 {
  "id": "E11-08",
  "sceneIndex": 2,
  "cuts": [
   {
    "beats": [
     15,
     16
    ],
    "seconds": 4.7,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C07"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P02"
    ],
    "frame": "Close Static Shot: the grey-clad boy cradles the tasseled sword against his chest, head bowed low before the window-lit blackwood sword rack, dust drifting in the daylight."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     17,
     17
    ],
    "seconds": 2.5,
    "size": "extreme-close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C07"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P02"
    ],
    "frame": "Extreme-Close Static Shot: a weathered hand presses the wooden bead on the sword tassel, calloused fingers brushing the frayed red cord beside the blackwood rack."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     18,
     18
    ],
    "seconds": 4.2,
    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C07"
    ],
    "props": [
     "P02"
    ],
    "frame": "Medium Static Shot: the white-haired elder speaks in a steady voice, long beard over faded grey hemp robes, sunlight raking the low table and tea cup."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     19,
     19
    ],
    "seconds": 2.5,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close Static Shot: on the couch a pale long-dressed woman reaches out, clutches the grey cloth edge, then slowly lets go, bamboo flute at her waist."
   }
  ],
  "sound": "Quiet room: cloth rustling, fingers brushing a wooden bead, a soft sigh, distant wind over the cliffside sword hut.",
  "music": "Low, sparse guqin notes with a warm but somber farewell tone."
 },
 {
  "id": "E11-09",
  "sceneIndex": 2,
  "cuts": [
   {
    "beats": [
     20,
     20
    ],
    "seconds": 4,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close shot, the scarred young disciple kneeling by the bedside, his bound hands gripping the quilt edge, black-and-white hair straying across his brow, hollow determination in his eyes as he makes a promise to the silent girl."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     21,
     22
    ],
    "seconds": 5,
    "size": "extreme-wide",
    "camera": "Push In",
    "characters": [
     "C02",
     "C07"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Extreme-wide push-in across the empty dawning compound, grey-tiled roofs under bright mountain light, white clouds over ridge eaves, as the pale-robed beauty nods on her pillow, tears sliding into the cloth while the elder watches from the doorway."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     21,
     22
    ],
    "seconds": 5,
    "size": "wide",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C02"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Wide shot beside the worn chopping stone in the servants compound, stacked firewood at waist height, the pale-robed girl lying back, tears tracking along her temple into the pillow, her jade bamboo flute set on the small table."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     23,
     23
    ],
    "seconds": 2.9,
    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Tilt Up",
    "characters": [
     "C01"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Medium tilt-up over the sword-scarred dueling platform, blue-grey stone raking in the daylight, the young man shouldering the listening-snow sword, pushing open the old wooden door and stepping out into the mountain wind."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     23,
     23
    ],
    "seconds": 2.9,
    "size": "wide",
    "camera": "Tracking Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Wide tracking shot across the stone-railed spectator stands with black banners, the boy walking the cliffside path with the sheathed sword on his back, low words of the Blood River Sect carried on the wind over the empty yard."
   },
   {
    "beats": [
     24,
     24
    ],
    "seconds": 2.5,
    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01"
    ],
    "props": [],
    "frame": "Medium shot at the old sword hut threshold, its rusted iron blade hanging as a plaque, the youth halting mid-stride, one hand pressing the hilt, then he forces himself down the mountain road step by step."
   }
  ],
  "sound": "Wind over ridge tiles, creaking old wooden door, soft footsteps on stone, a low distant rumble as the sword hilt is gripped.",
  "music": "Low, sparse guzheng pulse with a slow swelling bamboo flute, mournful but resolute."
 }
]