She's standing
in a woodland setting. Behind her are stone ruins, covered with moss
and overgrown with ivy. Her hair is light brown and short, her eyes
blue-grey, her complexion fair. She's wearing a dark blue quilted vest,
white shirt, and brown leather pants with dark blue piping disappearing
into black boots. In her right hand is a knife, edged on one side, slick
with blood. Her left is clenched into a fist and held out toward the
viewer. Bright blood seeps between the fingers and drips to the ground.
The expression on her face is both sad and intense.