Thread:EchoDraws/@comment-39654582-20191127025808/@comment-39654582-20191129202030

Ice started to appear on Echo's skin, and then Echo pulled away from the rose. She opened her eyes, and the ice around her and the rose disappeared, a long with the ice that had formed on her skin.

The air's temperature slowly went back to normal and Echo said, "Oh... I don't think I can keep the temperature down any longer than that..." She picked up the rose and admired it, humming to herself. It was noticable that her already quiet voice had gone quieter and somewhat slightly hoarse.