Incitar

She wears a white shirt under an overall dress with floral pattern, dark brown ankle boots, and intact light purple nylon tights. She kneels beside an old stone hearth inside a dilapidated wooden barn, sorting through a pile of dry planks, her overalls tightening across her backside as she stacks the wood neatly. The barn interior is dim, lit by a single oil lantern on an old chest, with hay bales, straw, cobwebs, and dusty furniture visible. Rain lashes against the wooden walls and a fierce storm flashes through gaps in the boards.