Dylan looked intensely at the sketch. It was an image of a woman in the same clothes as his daughter was wearing today. However, the image displayed a more mature and elegant charm.
Even though the picture was just a scribble of ink, he could see the shadow of his late wife there. It was as if the image was alive, not just an ordinary hand drawing.
"Pretty good. Keep going and I want to see the final result." Dylan nodded in approval.
"Okay." Elysia continued her drawing to the coloring stage.
This time, She used her imagination magic to print coloring it all the way to the finishing stage because she wasn't so sure that she could give the color combination that matched her expectations manually. After all, she was only good at drawing, not coloring like a professional painter.
"The drawing is finished. What do you think?" Elysia showed the drawing paper to Sylvia, Dylan and the others.
