
Echo Forests
## Echo Forests The rain smelled of rust and regret, clinging to Elias’s worn leather jacket. He squinted through the downpour, tracing a path carved into the crimson moss that coated everything in this place. It wasn’t just moss; it…
## Echo Forests The rain smelled of rust and regret, clinging to Elias’s worn leather jacket. He squinted through the downpour, tracing a path carved into the crimson moss that coated everything in this place. It wasn’t just moss; it…