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Sonata #173
Each token in Sonata portrays a stylised subject rendered with elegant ink contours and accented with selective strokes of colour. Rather than realism, the focus is expression: posture, attitude, and line rhythm.
The result is a portrait that feels performed, not illustrated.

Token information
- Collection
- Sonata
- Token ID
- #173
- Figure Gesture
- Auditory Pose
- Ink Behaviour
- Ink Crescendo
- Colour Accents
- Tri-Tone Melody
- Background Tone
- Charcoal Field
- Line Density
- Ink Sonata Burst
- Emotional Tone
- Jazz Attitude
- Clothing Suggestion
- Abstract Fabric Sweep
- Rarity
- Epic
Owner information
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