Echo

Once upon a time, in a land draped in driftwood shadows, the sky whispered secrets. Do you hear them? A child's laughter bounces off the barren trees, but listen closely, and you might find it tinged with something else, something lurking, something like...

In the hollow of the moon, a forgotten echo sleeps. It dreams of castles made of sand, where waves rush to tell stories of children who once played. The tide pulls back, revealing... oh, what was that? A shadow, perhaps, or just a trick of the light, playing games under the watchful moon.