In a dimly lit, antique Victorian library, Petra Davidson, with her bright, intensely curious eyes and cascading ponytail adorned with a vintage hairband, stands poised by an ornate wooden door, clad in a unique, bohemian sweater embroidered with intricate patterns. Her left hand cradles a worn leather bag, while her right hand grips the steering wheel of an old- fashioned typewriter, suspended mid- air as if frozen in time. A soft, golden glow illuminates the scene from an unseen window, casting long, dramatic shadows and highlighting her collection of colorful jewelry that dangles from her ears and wrists, creating a vibrant contrast against the library's muted tones. The emotional tone is one of quiet determination and creativity, as if she is on the precipice of an exciting literary adventure