Thread:EchoDraws/@comment-39654582-20200104194626/@comment-39654582-20200106034049

Almost as if reading Skylight's mind, or maybe it was her expression, Alma said to her in a singsong voice, "Roses are a form of beauty and emotions, and can be used for many types of expressions~"

He then did a bit of a spin, seeming to be very light and balanced on his toes, and asked, "Echo, choose a song for me, please!"

Echo thought for a good moment before saying, "Uh... Bella Ciao?"

"Nice! That's a good pick, kiddo! You all can sing along if you want."

Alma started to finger pick the strings of his guitar, somewhat a more bittersweet tune playing, although equally as beautiful as the melodies before it. This time, he was singing in Italian.

''Una mattina mi son alzato~ Oh bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao~ Una mattina mi son alzato~ E ho trovato l'invasor~''

It seemed like one could feel almost saddened by the song as he continued singing, but at the same time could feel enjoyment from his singing. It seemed with every tune he played, one could easily feel the emotion the song gave. It was strange, but amazing, nonetheless.