(depth of field, bokeh, high angle camera shot, close up, high contrast, dramatic lighting, :2) broken, close up, dramatic lighting, (broken, cracked, shattered and broken to pieces:2) black porcelain mask, The remnants of the mask lay scattered across the floor, like shards of a broken dream. Once a symbol of mystery and elegance, it now bore the scars of its demise. The mask, crafted from the darkest porcelain, possessed a haunting allure even in its fractured state. Its surface, once smooth and polished, now marred by jagged edges, reflected the faint glimmer of distant light. The mask's design was intricate yet enigmatic, with delicate patterns etched into its surface like whispers of a forgotten tale. Ebony hues melded seamlessly with subtle hints of midnight blue, creating an illusion of depth that drew the observer into its depths. At its center, where the eyes once peered out with an inscrutable gaze, now remained hollow sockets, devoid of life yet still retaining an unsettling presence. Despite its brokenness, there was a certain beauty in the mask's destruction. Each fragment told a story of its own, a testament to the passage of time and the fragility of existence. As the pieces lay scattered, they seemed to beckon to the curious, inviting them to unravel the mysteries that lay hidden within the shattered remains of the once magnificent mask