Feral Awakening
Reflection
In the depths of her eyes, a storm unfolds, a tempest of emotions, unbridled and wild.
Her face, a canvas of raw intensity, painted with the dark hues of defiance and courage.
The markings on her skin, a testament to her unyielding spirit, a declaration of her unrelenting will.
As she screams, her voice echoes through the void, a primal call to freedom, a rejection of the chains that bind.
Her hair, a tangled mess of braids and loose strands, frames her face, a halo of untamed beauty.
In this moment, she is unapologetically herself, a force of nature, unbridled and unstoppable.