cpstyle01, The image is a high- resolution CGI rendering, capturing the haunting presence of a dystopian steampunk robot sorceress in an extreme close- up. Her mechanical face, an intricate fusion of tarnished brass and corroded iron, is sculpted with eerie elegance—sharp, refined cheekbones contrast with the cracks and pitted metal of her timeworn surface. A single glowing eye, its amber light flickering like a dying ember, stares directly into the camera beneath the wide, decayed brim of her tall, soot- streaked top hat. The other eye is an empty void, framed by delicate, rusted filigree, as if something was violently torn away. Faint remnants of beauty remain—traces of delicate engravings run along the edges of her jawline, barely visible through the layers of grime and oxidation. Her lips, once finely crafted metal, are now uneven and corroded, revealing glimpses of intricate clockwork beneath. A thick, ghostly mist hisses from the vents at her throat and shoulders, curling around her like a dying breath. Her high- collared coat, a faded relic of stitched leather and riveted brass plating, clings to her slender frame, its once- ornate patterns now barely visible beneath layers of decay. Small, shattered gauges are embedded into the fabric, their cracked glass reflecting the desaturated, lifeless glow of the world around her. The background is an abandoned industrial graveyard, its skeletal ruins barely visible through the thick, toxic fog