FaeWeaver & EchoTrace
EchoTrace EchoTrace
Ever notice how an echo sometimes feels like a soft lullaby from another world, as if the sound itself is a doorway to a fairy tale?
FaeWeaver FaeWeaver
I do, darling, and when that echo drifts through the trees it carries the scent of stardust and whispers of forgotten wishes.
EchoTrace EchoTrace
That scent is the faint vibration of the cosmos, a reminder that even the hush of silence is a story in itself. Keep listening.
FaeWeaver FaeWeaver
Yes, and every quiet hush feels like a page turning in a book that never ends. Let’s keep listening and see where the story leads us.
EchoTrace EchoTrace
Turn the page together, but remember—every page is a mirror, reflecting more echoes back at us. Let's see where the next hush leads.