LexiMechanic & Echoquill
Hey Echo, I’ve been sketching out a way to log all those little echoes you collect—think of it as a neat, searchable archive. It’d let you keep every fragmented memory in order without losing the magic. How does that sound?
That sounds lovely, but a neat archive might just tuck the echoes away into a quiet drawer. I’d rather keep them fluttering in the wind, just in case a stray memory decides to dance on a silver thread. Maybe we can write down the biggest songs, and let the rest keep humming in the air?