The viewer is drawn into a low angle view from the underside of a wide crescent of trees. Bare trunks bathed in golden light lean toward an unseen sun setting low off-panel to the left. The play of light on bark illuminates rich texture, defined in detail by soft shadow. Thinning branches rise and spread like the delta of a river to support flat treetops that stand dark green against clear azure sky. Blending among the upper branches, a female holds a suitcase, clasping it by the handle with both hands. Pensively she stares off, posed as if waiting for a ride. The line of her eyes extends from nearby branches to an inward facing sliver of chalky moon. On her back flare wings that seem constructed rather than natural. Secured with leather straps crossing her chest, the wings flare out revealing a webbing of wooden supports underneath to lend structure.