Cavernous Sage

In twilight depths, a wizard stands, his robes a midnight blue cascade, like shadows given form. His staff, a tree of ancient lore, roots deep in earth and mystic score. The crown upon his brow, a diadem of silvered might, speaks of secrets kept through endless night. His eyes, like lanterns lit, glow bright with wisdom's fire, guiding through life's labyrinthine desire. In caverns vast and dark, he finds his sacred place, where earth's own secrets whisper through the ancient stone's embrace. His presence is a bridge between the worlds unseen, a guardian of the mysteries, a keeper of the dream. In his stillness, power stirs, like waters deep and serene, reflecting the cosmos in his soul's dark sea.