western film style in the twilight haze of a forsaken metropolis, a 42 year old weathered knight rides a faded steed through a distorted landscape that resembles a watercolor painting left out in the rain. the horse's once majestic coat now hangs dull and worn, its mane tangled with cacti and shadows that seem to blur and shift like living things. as they traverse the desolate terrain, the knight's armor appears corroded and worn, reflecting the city's decay, while his eyes, sunken and weary, gaze out upon the ravaged rooftops of the forgotten metropolis. in the distance, the aurora winged dragon from the crystal spire watches with an unblinking stare as the knight and steed drift into the nothingness that awaits, their figures slowly dissolving like mist in the morning fog. . wide open landscapes, cowboy characters, frontier justice, dramatic showdowns