A foreboding yet majestic gothic futurist stronghold pierces the rugged, snow-capped peaks of the Rocky Mountains, its imposing stone façades blending seamlessly with the unforgiving terrain. Turbulent water cascades beneath the bastion, its crystal surface beading in the intense sunlight as a bridge of twisted, black iron arches upwards, supporting a pathway of flagstones worn smooth by the constant flow of water. The castle's grand entrance, an enormous, gothic-arched portal flanked by overgrown, gnarled pillars, slowly dissolves into a jumble of ledges, gargoyles, and ornate facades as the structure twists and spirals, conjuring an essence of structured chaos. A battery of translucent, cyan glass obelisks stands arrayed along the battlements, their delicate structure seeming incongruous amidst the rugged landscape. Tendrils of dichroic glass, hanging like spectral banners from the higher reaches of the castle, refract light into a kaleidoscope of colors, contrasting with the muted tones of the snowy peaks and the deep blue of the sky overhead, where wispy clouds are streaked and torn like silk.