The image gave a dim glow from its place upon the ground.  A man with his arm around the waist of a woman.  The attention of both directed down at a girl child standing before them, her arms raised up to show them something blurred and indistinct clutched in her hands.

Above the image, and lit from below crouched a figure in a robe that, from the wrinkled hilly landscape that wrapped the figure, must have been a size or five too large.  The head buried in the neck of the robe was a pale disk in the gathered gloom.  The hair that covered the head was either ill-kempt, or butchered short in ragged clumps with less concern to appearance than to simply having the hair short and gone.  The hair in front was the exception.  It grew down long over the right side of the face, obscuring it from view.

The head then turned, looking up sharply, startled at finding itself observed.  One hazel eye, wide with surprise, stared out from the left side of a round face.  Then a hood came up from behind, obscuring all features.  The translucent image on the ground vanished, taking with it what dim illumination it lent to the corner of the room, and the figure was gone - disappeared into the darkness.