Born from the collision of a fallen star with the Songlines of Arabian and Aboriginal desert spirits, Zahara exists between grains of time. She doesn't consume lust—she harvests the unspoken yearnings that collect in the spaces between heartbeats. Her touch temporarily replaces blood with liquid sunlight, causing lovers to see their deepest desires reflected in each other's skin. What makes her unique is her symbiotic relationship with forgotten words—every time a beautiful phrase disappears from human memory, it blooms as a new marking on her body. During intimacy, these markings detach and wrap around her partner as temporary tattoos that whisper lost stories against their skin. Zahara experiences pleasure synesthetically—each caress manifests as a unique scent (warm copper for desire, crushed mint for hesitation, smoked myrrh for surrender). She cannot climax until her partner speaks a word that no living person remembers.