Echo sits in her old booth, working on a drawing. At the sound of giggling, she looks up, and smiles at the little girl who is sitting at the Bar, petting the white cat with green eyes that sigs upon it.
The door opens, and someone steps into the bar, heels clicking on the floor.She then watches as the child spots someone come down the stairs and ( Read more... )

The house was quiet. No one was around. Except for a platypus and a nymph. But Maeve didn't really count ( Read more... )

Echo sits curled up in a chair in the library, working her way slowly through a book. In another chair, a little elf girl and a platypus are curled up, asleep.

Echo looks up and smiles at the two of them, then goes back to her book.

A page from a small notepad reads:

Hello, my name is Echo. I am a nymph. I was cursed by Hera and as a result I can only speak the last words that you say. However, I can draw pictures to help conversation.

*look in memories*

She sat in her cave, rocking, back and forth, back in forth. There was nothing to do. Nothing to say. She leaned back into the wall, not noticing that it was shimmering. She fell back, her mouth open in a cry of shock. But nothing came out...