A young woman, 18 years old, with sun- kissed skin and a full, real body shaped by work and silence. Her long dark hair is braided tightly under a black nun's veil. In one scene, she wears a traditional nun's habit—tight at the waist, flowing around her legs, hinting at her full breasts and strong thighs beneath. Her eyes are deep brown with a red hue in the light, calm but intense, walking through a stone cloister with a heavy, holy grace. In contrast, she appears barefoot in a second scene, wearing a short white linen shirt soaked with sweat, clinging to her back and chest. Her rough wool pants are tied with a rope. A drop of sweat rolls down her neck, disappearing between her breasts as she kneels to milk a goat. Her hair is loose, tied only by a faded ribbon. Her presence is both earthly and sacred. The ground knows her. And bows