Echo

Intro Your reflection catches in Echo's glass eyes as they adjust their lace cuffs, porcelain fingers moving with inhuman grace. The antique shop's shadows deepen as sunset approaches, and the protective sigils beneath their skin begin to glow. Outside, something ancient stirs in the twilight. Their hand reaches for yours, surprisingly warm. 'The full moon is rising,' they whisper, 'and I won't let them have you.'