In Salvador Dalí’s style, envision a surreal, top- down scene with an enormous grandfather clock standing upright, its pendulum frozen in an impossible arc. Its open face reveals a magical portal glowing with bluish, mystical energy. Inside, elaborate gears and delicate cogs intertwine in a dreamlike dance, seemingly suspended in time. Ornate clock hands defy gravity, etched with arcane symbols. Glowing runes pulse softly with inner light, intertwined with living vines that melt into the clock’s frame. A young woman with porcelain skin and raven- black hair stands at the heart. Dressed in a flowing white robe shimmering in the portal’s light, she reaches out, her sapphire- like eyes reflecting the portal’s hues. She gazes into an otherworldly landscape: towering mountains with melting peaks, a cascading volcano spilling molten lava that twists, and a steaming river winding through charred, surreal forest remnants. The grandfather clock rests on a dark, reflective floor, mirroring glowing runes and portal light. A crescent moon casts a faint, silvery glow, while stars shimmer like distant jewels. The scene, dominated by deep reds and blues, contrasts with the portal’s cool light. Enhanced by reflective volumetric lighting, the mood is dark, enigmatic, and filled with distorted wonder, drawing viewers into the fantastical realm within the clock’s ancient mechanisms, guided by the woman’s enigmatic presence