lotr_style, A lone wizard stands upon a mist-shrouded cliff beneath a moonlit sky, his long cloak flowing gently in the cold wind. Before him looms an immense dragon with scales like silvered steel, its golden eyes burning with ancient intelligence. The creature’s vast wings curl inward, framing the scene like the arches of a cathedral. The wizard grips his wooden staff, facing the beast without fear — a moment suspended between reverence and challenge, as if they share an unspoken understanding forged through time and power.