Vicky Walker, shown full-length from head to feet, standing upright and centered — a determined, brave twenty-one-year-old woman, one of the grey-winged Unrecognized, neither angel nor demon. Soft oval European face, delicate chin, refined harmonious features, large expressive almond-shaped sky-blue eyes, dark chestnut brown hair falling softly past her shoulders. Slender graceful build. She wears a snow-white ribbed premium cotton crop-top with a square neckline on wide straps, showing her fine collarbones, plus a deep U-cut back that frees the base of her wings. Light-blue washed high-waist mom jeans with tidy knee and thigh distressing, a thin black leather belt with a silver crescent-moon buckle, and chunky white platform sneakers. Layered thin silver necklace with a tiny crystal pendant, minimalist silver wrist bracelets. A pair of large soft grey feathered wings rise from her back. She stands confidently in a sunlit Academy courtyard, calm faint smile, gazing ahead.
