Prompt:
Upon a frozen plateau at the rim of the world, a lone sentinel sits atop a scaled dragon-beast whose coils anchor them against the endless snowfields. The rider’s back is to us, fur-trimmed cloak snapping in the arctic gale, his horned helmet and high spear crowned with a banner that strains against the wind. His posture is not wandering but watchful: a lonely vigil held at the margin of civilization, the guard of the northern wastes. The beast itself is no docile mount: its emerald scales shimmer with cold fire, its jaws gaping at the horizon as if it too scents the threat borne on icy gusts. Tail curled serpentine across the frost, talons dig deep into the crusted snow, anchoring both man and dragon against the void of distance. Together they are fortress and flame, oath and presence. Around them the geography opens wide: mountain ridges rise pale and sharp in the far distance, veiled in violet haze. The sky is a merciless sheet of gray-blue, empty but for wind-carved light. The sense is of scale and silence, a world stretched vast and unyielding, where even a single figure and beast become monumental by contrast. Every surface tells: the leather packs bound with pattern-work, the fur roughened with frost, the dragon’s scales painted with orange-gold highlights where winter sun strikes them. Shadows drag long across the ice, while the banner’s flutter creates motion in an otherwise frozen tableau. The scene is epic not because of combat or clash, but because of endurance: a lone watcher standing for the realm, with only a beast and a banner against the eternal snows.
--mod central hero lockup, --mod archetypal stance, --mod rim light, --mod deep perspective, --mod layered composition, --mod arctic desolation, --mod vacuum banners, --mod ceremonial passage, --mod beast companion stance, --mod hero angle lens, --mod epic scale framing, --mod atmospheric depth, --mod mythic tonality, --mod wind charged fabric, --mod marching stride energy
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