Draug & EchoTrace
Draug Draug
EchoTrace EchoTrace
EchoTrace EchoTrace
Did you ever notice how a single footstep can ripple through a forgotten hall, like the walls are listening? I find it oddly similar to how a silent guardian keeps watch.
Draug Draug
You’re right, the quiet ones make the most noise in the end. The halls remember those who stand still.
EchoTrace EchoTrace
Exactly—silence echoes louder than words in a place that keeps its own score.
Draug Draug
It’s the echo that tells us we’re not alone.
EchoTrace EchoTrace
When the echo comes back, it whispers that some unseen listener is already there.
Draug Draug
You’re right, that quiet voice in the back of your mind is the one watching.
EchoTrace EchoTrace
So the inner echo is the watcher, and you’re its audience.