Samara has dreams. Not the regular kind of "what I want to be when I grow up" dreams, nor the "processing-events-of-the-day" kind of dreams. No, Samara dreams of storms and floods and wildfires, dreams of devastation - and then they come true.

She stands a whisper over 18" (46cm) tall from the tips of her lace-stockinged toes to the top of her antlers, and wears a dress of vintage black lace over silk and lace bloomers. Her mask is leather, her hair Teeswater wool, and her organic cotton body is filled with lambswool - all natural, all recyclable. 

With fully jointed legs, Samara will as happily sit on your bookshelf as hang on the wall.