A young man in a skin-tight black leather suit laced with criss-crossing stra...

A young man in a skin-tight black leather suit laced with criss-crossing straps and buckles crouches low, gripping two thick leather reins connected to something massive beneath him that extends beyond the frame in every direction. His body is battered by a hurricane-force sandstorm — sand and dust blast horizontally past him like a wall of golden shrapnel. His hood has been ripped back, his dark hair is wild and whipping. He squints through the chaos, teeth bared in a primal scream of exhilaration and fury. Faint beams of sunlight barely penetrate the raging dust clouds above. Below him, the curved surface he rides is a colossal ribbed structure — deep grooves between segments of rough, rock-like hide stretching forty feet across from edge to edge, undulating like a living earthquake. Cinematic side tracking shot at high speed, motion blur on the sand, sharp focus on the rider. Cinematic lighting, shallow depth of field, film grain, color graded, 35mm film, professional cinematography, smooth natural motion, high quality, masterpiece