Thread:EchoDraws/@comment-39654582-20191127025808/@comment-39487125-20191128063914

 Apólyá drifted over to Echo in a careful manner, as not to startle the young goddess. He made sure she knew he was approaching her, in doing so knelt down in a friendly way and rested Divina Virtute against his left shoulder. He had pulled a small piece of black silk over the lower half of his face to cover his mouth and nose, but his eyes still shown. His purple, runic fire irises glowed with the brightness of a billion fireflies and his cloak had convieniently slid off his left shoulder. The glow cast from his eyes reflected off his runs and claws so that it spilled over Echo in mesmerizing patterns.