Every hundred years the Emperor dies and is reborn somewhere in the empire as a single pale moth, and the great houses have one season of lantern-light to find him. This century, the moth lands on the scarred palm of a lamplighter girl — and the houses would rather burn the sky than kneel to her.
» Sweeping epic fantasy teaser trailer, photorealistic, shot on large-format lenses. Opening: extreme wide of an imperial city carved into a mountainside at dusk, ten thousand paper lanterns lighting in cascading rows as monks chant the emperor's death rites; deep horns and a slow bell over the whisper of a million moth wings. Cut to: the lantern archive — a young lamplighter girl raises her flame and the darkness above resolves into a living ceiling of pale moths, one of which descends alone, its wings veined with molten gold script; the chanting stops, a single held choirboy note over soft wingbeats. Cut to: extreme close-up of the moth landing on her scarred palm as every lantern in the city gutters at once and the golden script crawls from its wings onto her skin; a felt sub-bass bloom, then reverent silence and her shaking breath. Final shot: soldiers with net-poles kick open the archive doors as she runs along the mountain parapet, a storm of ten million moths spiraling off the peak behind her into a wing-shaped eclipse across the moon; full orchestra and choir detonate, hard cut to black on one wingbeat. Emerald and candlelight-gold grade, 35mm film grain, volumetric lantern light, ultra-detailed, sweeping confident camera movement, trailer pacing, no text, no captions, no watermark.
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Single-pass Seedance 2.0 text-to-video with native audio, rendered by the AIMovies Studio. Style preset: Cinematic.
