(Ashder POV)....time travel continues
'That's Ishatar!' Ashdeer hissed at Quinn. 'That's you!' What the hell is happening here, I wish to know!'
Quinn said, 'I cannot tell you all. I cannot interfere in the stream of time. I am here only to unveil the truth which you must decipher.'
Ashdeer looked at Ishatar's lithe body, clad in the fashion of those times. She wore a golden robe, tied across one shoulder and her dark hair was piled up high. Many golden chains ran across her hair, her forehead and her neck. Her eyes were rimmed with kohl and she looked stunning. She held the young girl's hand with pride.
