Hassan Al-Nasser

Adila, 49, does not speak much about the years she has lived through, but they are visible in her hands: cracked skin and deep lines that seem to mirror the land on which she has spent her life. She grew up near the town of Tawila, in Sudan’s North Darfur State, on the edge of a seasonal watercourse, where her earliest memories were shaped by the rhythm of rain-fed agriculture. There was little room for planning, only the anxious wait for what the skies might bring.