A grizzled dwarven blacksmith, veins ablaze in forge- light, pounds arcane runes into crimson- hot iron on a titanic obsidian anvil. Fisheye perspective from below, framing his sinewy form against swirling auroras bleeding through smoke- choked rafters. Frank Frazetta meets Art Nouveau: chiaroscuro flames lick jade- green patinaed tools, casting fractured shadows across glyph- carved stone. Palette of smoldering vermillion, molten gold, and void- black steel. Each hammer strike ignites cobalt runic sigils that writhe like living serpents, their light refracting through suspended ash. Air thick with ozone and elderwood resin—the forge breathes, an ancient heart binding metal to magic
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