“I can see her spine straighten and she slowly turns around, her eyes dragging from the floor up to my face, fire shooting out of them. She‘s wearing a short strapless leather dress, with combat boots. Her thick hair is caught up in some complicated braid, and curly pieces are falling over her neck and forehead. I can see her whole tattoo, and there's enough light for me to see that it's a wolf howling at the sky.