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Epic fantasy digital painting in the distinctive style of Greg Rutkowski, featuring DC_Comics_Mad_Hatter with a manic grin sharpened by determined intensity and subtle micro-expressions of obsessive focus—narrowed piercing eyes glinting with mischievous calculation, faint asymmetrical curl at one corner of the mouth, and a barely perceptible twitch of restrained frenzy—sharp and confident facial features including high cheekbones and a commanding glare, dressed in a dark blue crumpled overcoat that drapes over his slight frame, its worn fabric paired with a ragged top hat perched crookedly atop his head, a tattered crown for his unhinged kingdom, beneath a green buttoned shirt clings to his chest, its hue a nod to his twisted whimsy, while dark blue pants complete his chaotic ensemble, every wrinkle and fray echoing his descent into madness, every detail—from the sagging slump of his coat to the skewed tilt of his hat—radiating a deranged brilliance, a pint-sized puppeteer whose mind-control schemes spin a web as tangled as his Wonderland obsession, depicted in a three-quarter view as he stands commandingly atop a massive frozen clock gear in the foreground, one hand dramatically tipping his hat in theatrical salute while the other extends forward in an imperious gesture of hypnotic control, subtle contrapposto weight shift lending poised menacing elegance and dynamic tension, set within the vast cavernous interior of an abandoned Gothic clock tower in Gotham eternally frozen at tea time: enormous rusted brass gears and cogwheels interlocked in perpetual stasis adorned with precariously balanced porcelain teacups, saucers, and overflowing teapots, towering clock faces with bent hands locked at six o'clock embedded in shadowed stone walls, dangling pendulum chains wrapped with stopped pocket watches and frayed ribbons, scattered mismatched chairs and long banquet tables cluttered with scattered playing cards, tarts, and dormant dormice in teapots, faint spectral silhouettes of a marching hare and vanishing Cheshire grin flickering in the misty periphery, cracked arched windows high above allowing dramatic volumetric god rays to pierce through thick swirling dust and atmospheric haze, casting ethereal golden beams and elongated intricate shadows across the chaotic mechanical domain while distant rain-streaked Gotham spires loom faintly beyond the belfry openings shrouded in perpetual twilight fog, ultra-detailed rendering of his face and hair with hyper-realistic textures, individual strands catching the light, subtle skin details, and expressive intensity, highly intricate overall composition with rich color saturation, cinematic lighting, and a heroic yet menacing fantasy aura evoking epic adventure and high fantasy realism.