Liz POV
What I was staring at was a depiction of myself from a lower vantage point. It was a double-profile. To the left was me standing on the ledge of the balcony and facing to the left. My face was slightly downturned, and my eyes were gentle with a small, reassuring smile. I was wearing a red and black dress that billowed out in front of me like the wind was blowing. Only, the picture was not in motion. It looked posed. My hair flowed long and mixed with a wing, which was hanging low and in front of my hips and legs. Back-to-back with me was Sheba, who was facing right. While I was looking down and toward Ash’s point of view, Sheba was looking forward and away, toward the future. She didn’t look like a monster and had a very feminine quality to the shape and design of her body. Her wi
