A mystical tableau unfolds: against a velvety black sky twinkling with stars, a diminutive, iridescent baby dragon perches precariously on a glittering frost-covered precipice, surrounded by swirling mist that dances like wispy brushstrokes of cerulean paint. The dragon's translucent wings unfurl delicately, akin to a butterfly's gentle unfolding, radiating soft, ethereal luminescence that casts an otherworldly glow on the snow-encrusted scales below. Tiny crystalline flakes cling to its icy plumage like diamonds scattered across the frosty terrain, as if the very essence of winter's magic has taken flight.
