Dusk falls. A steampunk entomologist in a Victorian glasshou...

Dusk falls. A steampunk entomologist in a Victorian glasshouse delicately repairs the iridescent wing of a colossal phoenix butterfly with a precision brass robotic arm. Outside and within, forests of interlocking gears glow among luminescent ferns. His monocle reflects the microscopic mechanical veins etched into the butterfly’s shimmering scales.