1: Rhoda steps through a strong metal door, past the wall and out into the desert.

2: Seen from behind, cast against the night sky, she stretches in relief, no people or buildings in sight.

3: As she looks up from her phone, she follows the path leading from the metal door, lit by a few small electric lamps. From this light Rhoda’s shadow is cast against the massive wall. Hers is not a writhing, toothy mass similar to Sedjet’s Black Mass form; Rhoda’s shadow is the serpentine shape of Tazim-Talash, coiled and twisted, long antlers dangling with flowering vines. The shadow and Rhoda share confident smiles.