((Cinematic close- up)) of a mustachioed engineer in a ((soot- stained leather coat)), standing beneath the dim glow of flickering gas lamps, glaring at a ((clunky steam- powered automaton)) frozen mid- stride. His ((brass- rimmed goggles)) are pushed onto his forehead, revealing furrowed brows and piercing green eyes filled with frustration. The contraption, a self- winding delivery machine, hisses angrily, steam escaping from its joints, gears grinding uselessly. The slick cobblestone street reflects the neon glow of a towering clock looming over the industrial skyline. Sparks dance from exposed wiring, acrid smoke curling into the damp night air. The engineer’s ((gloved hands clutch a wrench tightly)), his knuckles white with tension, as if willing the stubborn machine to obey. A ((brass raven)) perched on his shoulder lets out a metallic caw, its red eyes flashing with amused mockery. Passersby in ((Victorian- era attire))—top hats and corsets—watch warily, muttering about yet another failed marvel of modern ingenuity. The city hums with the relentless churn of progress, yet here, in this moment, technology has refused to comply. ((Detailed background, fantastic lighting, intricate shadows, ultra- sharp textures, vivid colors, hyper- detailed steampunk aesthetic)). Concept art in the style of *vintage comic book illustration* mixed with *dark gothic anime aesthetics*