Perched on a cliffside overlooking a sprawling fantasy kingdom, a bearded wizard in a too- large, pointy hat is furiously wrestling with a broomstick that refuses to fly. His robes, once majestic, are now tangled around his ankles, and the broom jerks wildly in all directions, nearly pulling him off the cliff. A cloud of sparks and glitter flies from the broom's handle, completely unrelated to any kind of useful magic, causing nearby birds to scatter in alarm. His owl, perched on a rock nearby, watches the struggle with a bemused expression, its head tilting as if silently judging the situation. Below, villagers point and chuckle as the wizard lets out a frustrated shout, his hat nearly falling off as he tries, once again, to mount the disobedient broom. The sky is a bright, cheerful blue, completely at odds with the wizardâs rising frustration, and a passing cloud seems to take the shape of a laughing face. The air smells of fresh pine and ozone, but all the wizard can think of is the fact that he has to be in the next town over by sunset. The scene is a whimsical disaster, where the majestic meets the ridiculous in a very public fashion. detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows. intricate details, vivid colors, hyper- detailed, ultra- sharp, <lora:Dorota_Pietrowiak:0. 3> Portrait by Dorota Pietrowiak <lora:Comic book V2:0. 8> High- contrast illustration
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