In a quiet, sacred grove surrounded by misty mountain peaks, a gnome stands at a stone altar etched with ancient symbols. He is depicted with soft, luminous features and eyes full of quiet wisdom, his figure framed by an aura of golden light and trailing silk ribbons that float as if weightless. The trees around him are tall and elegant, their leaves rendered with fine brush detail, and a gentle breeze seems to stir the branches. The altar is adorned with sacred offerings—tea bowls, fruit, incense—that exude a subtle glow. A phoenix-shaped cloud curves in the sky above, and gentle waves lap at the base of the mossy shrine. The gnome’s presence feels like a bridge between spirit and earth, his small stature counterbalanced by the cosmic significance of his role. The entire composition breathes rhythm and reverence, as if part of a living scroll.