Echo, Her name says it all..... No One Sees her, No One listens to her, No One even knows She Even Exists....Her pelt as black As A night with no Stars, Markings As Red as Blood, Eye's That Look like The Silver of the Moon. Some call Her a goddess of Bad luck and Misery, But I know Better, She is no goddess, she is only a Shadow, an Echo Of what she once was, now, she is nothing but an empty shell.... She May Have Been Beautiful once, now, she is nearly invisible, To some, she appears as an.. Angel of Darkness.... She May not Have wings, but if you look into her eyes...all you see is... Pain. Bad things follow her where-ever she goes, she is as innocent as a Rose, and as powerful as the Strongest of Wind and Storm...
Beware The One Who Walks In Shadows.. Beware... The Echo.
