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    "frame": "Wide shot: grey-tiled rooftops under warm spring sun, dappled locust shade on worn cobbles; a grey-clad grey-haired youth with a wooden sword steps through the market-town gate past the old locust tree and story stall."
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    "frame": "Extreme-wide tracking shot: the lone youth walks down the empty street toward the mourning hall, peeling black doors and faded white lanterns, stacked firewood visible, twin plum trees beside the wall, dust motes drifting in light."
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     7
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     9
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    "camera": "Static Shot",
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     "C02"
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    "frame": "Medium static shot on the mourning hall courtyard with peeling black doors, faded white lanterns, split-wood chopping stump and stacked firewood anchoring the scene; spring plum branches frame the upper corner."
   }
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  "sound": "Soft footsteps halt on worn cobbles, a low rustle of paper, and a faint creak of the old black doors in the breeze.",
  "music": "Gentle guzheng phrase, warm and restrained, lingering like a long-awaited reunion."
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     11
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     "C02"
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    "frame": "Wide tracking shot past the locust tree and worn storytelling stone; a grey-clad figure presses papers to her chest, then papers scatter as she seizes a pale wrist."
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     13
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    "camera": "Static Shot",
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     "C02"
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    "frame": "Extreme-close on clasped hands by the peeling black mourning-hall doors; a rough calloused grip holds tighter as a pale hand recoils, stilling at her touch."
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  "sound": "Stray papers flutter, quick footsteps scuff worn cobbles, then a soft intake of breath as hands clasp and hold.",
  "music": "Warm plucked strings enter quietly, swelling with gentle, hesitant tenderness."
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     3
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    "camera": "Static Shot",
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    "props": [
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    "frame": "Extreme-wide static shot: the golden seal light glows like an eternal lamp over ringed stone steps, a lone pale-blue-clad woman crouching at the platform edge, sleeves rubbing an old sword clean."
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     5
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    "camera": "Tilt Down",
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    "props": [
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    "frame": "Medium static tilt: a neatly folded stack of paper pages lies on the stone altar by the platform, ink script filling every sheet, dust motes drifting in the golden beam."
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  "sound": "Wind gusts through the shaft mouth while cloth rustles softly against an old blade.",
  "music": "Low, solemn guqin phrase with a warm sustaining pad."
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     7
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    "camera": "Static Shot",
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     "C02"
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    "props": [
     "P02"
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   {
    "beats": [
     8,
     9
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    "seconds": 5,
    "size": "wide",
    "camera": "Tracking Shot",
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     "C02"
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    "props": [
     "P02"
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    "frame": "Wide tracking shot of the figure folding dried paper into a stack, wrapping the old blade and scrolls in a bundle beside the seal platform."
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  "sound": "Brush strokes and the soft rustle of paper, a faint hiss of ink, then footsteps fading toward the stone steps.",
  "music": "Low, solemn strings with a rising sense of quiet departure, fading into the cavern hum."
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  "id": "E37-06",
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     1,
     2
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    "size": "wide",
    "camera": "Tracking Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
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    "props": [],
    "frame": "Wide tracking shot beneath twin plum trees: warm spring light, she releases his hand and stoops to gather scattered paper slips from the worn cobbles, dust motes drifting."
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   {
    "beats": [
     3,
     3
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    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Push In",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
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    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close push-in: she clutches the crumpled letters to her chest, guarding them from his gaze, dappled locust shadow crossing her pale-green sleeve."
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   {
    "beats": [
     4,
     4
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    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
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    "props": [],
    "frame": "Static medium shot at the mourning hall door: he speaks while she tightens her hold on the papers, twin plum blossoms framing the peeling black doors."
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  "sound": "Soft rustle of paper sliding across cobbles, then a firm embrace of folded sheets against cloth.",
  "music": "N/A"
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  "id": "E37-07",
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     6
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    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
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    "frame": "Extreme-wide static shot over the empty market street: warm spring sun on grey-tiled roofs, dappled locust shade on worn cobbles, the mourning hall with peeling black doors and faded white lanterns, dust motes drifting in light shafts."
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   {
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     7,
     8
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    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Push In",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
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    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close push-in on the coarse-palmed hand with bloodied tiger mouth, a greying sideburn catching daylight, the shallow breath answered by a slow head lift, twin plum blossoms blurring beyond the worn cobbles."
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  "sound": "Sparrows scatter and a dry wind rustles locust leaves over the empty street, then a soft scrape of cloth as she lifts her head.",
  "music": "Low, yearning guqin line with sparse bamboo flute, rising faintly as the head lift lands."
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  "sceneIndex": 3,
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     11
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    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Push In",
    "characters": [
     "C02",
     "C01"
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    "frame": "Medium push-in: beneath the gnarled locust at the town gate, the pale-dressed woman lowers her writing pad, her gentle face softens into a reproachful ache, blank paper held close to her chest."
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   {
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     12,
     13
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    "seconds": 4.5,
    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C02",
     "C01"
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    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close static shot: her eyes redden as she rises on tiptoe, both palms cradling his scarred cheeks, her questioning gaze searching his haggard features framed by the peeling black mourning-hall doors."
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    "beats": [
     14,
     14
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    "size": "extreme-close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01"
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    "props": [],
    "frame": "Extreme-close static shot: his calloused palm opens flat under the spring light, skin clean and empty, dust motes drifting in the warm sunbeam, a red plum petal trembling at the edge of frame."
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  "sound": "Her soft intake of breath, the rustle of paper and cloth, a single plum blossom tapping the worn cobblestones.",
  "music": "A low, aching guqin phrase holding breath, then thinning to a single sustained note as hope slips away."
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  "id": "E37-09",
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     15
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    "size": "medium",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01"
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    "props": [],
    "frame": "Medium shot of a gaunt young figure in grey before the mourning hall's peeling black doors, faded white lanterns swaying, dust motes drifting in a bright spring light shaft."
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   {
    "beats": [
     16,
     17
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    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Push In",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
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    "props": [],
    "frame": "Close shot of a calloused hand pressed against a soft cheek while pale-green cloth and a bamboo flute enter frame, twin white and red plum trees blooming beyond the worn courtyard path."
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  "sound": "Soft rustle of fabric as a calloused palm meets a cheek, then a quiet breath in the empty market town.",
  "music": "Lingering solo bamboo flute melody over sparse strings, tender and wistful."
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     20
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    "size": "close",
    "camera": "Static Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
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    "frame": "Close framing on tear-spotted paper and a slow nod, then a quiet turn, while a hand presses a hidden cough near the mourning hall's peeling black doors and faded white lanterns."
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   {
    "beats": [
     21,
     22
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    "seconds": 5.4,
    "size": "wide",
    "camera": "Tracking Shot",
    "characters": [
     "C01",
     "C02"
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    "props": [],
    "frame": "Wide tracking shot along empty street cobbles toward the old locust tree and storyteller stall, following two figures hand in hand stepping past dappled shade into bright spring daylight."
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  "music": "Gentle warm plucked strings with a wistful folk melody, sustaining hope beneath quiet sorrow."
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]