she stands full body In the midst of a forest of green and orange hues, a surreal landscape emerges, as the deafening roar of the wind echoes through the leaves. Her long white curly hair grows, revealing her strange green eyes that seem to hold a faint disdain. Her pale skin, paler than any woman, cascades down her back as she raises her bare feet and gazes up at the horizon. Her fury e juts out of her nostrils as she gazes up at her brother, his head drooping as she breathes in a deep, ominous voice. Her full lips open in terror, and her wide nostrils reflect into her soul and African heritage as if it has been forever frozen in time.