In a desolate, shadowy landscape, an ancient, silver-bearded wizard sits atop a rocky outcropping, lost in contemplation. His intricate robes shimmer with mystical runes as he holds his gnarled wooden staff with one hand, supporting his chin with the other. A smoking pipe dangles from his lips, exhaling soft curls of glowing smoke that vanish into the cold air. The wizard's wise gaze stretches out into the distance, a perfect contrast to the absurdity of the glowing **SD3.5L Triple Clip'** text overlayed in bold, white letters near the center of the frame, bringing a touch of humor to this poignant scene.
