

Echoed Chorus had heard of the Ache from others he'd encountered and had only just started to experience it for himself. He'd traveled to the Swamp for the first time not long ago and now understood what others meant by saying they were drawn back there. Thankfully for Echo, he only experienced the standard symptoms thus far: the longing to go back and a twist in his gut that made him both homesick and nostalgic for a place he really didn't know that well. The sands were his home, he knew that to be true, but now...now his subconscious wished to know and explore the Swamp more and more.
So when that tug became too powerful to ignore, Echo and Lyric passed through one of the desert Obelisks to return to the Swamp. On their way Echo felt something brush his flank, and was relieved to find it was just himself! He listened to the stories the other him had to tell as they wandered through an upside down forest, enjoying this less than terrifying experience. Sometimes when he came through the Obelisk it was scary! This time, however, was quite nice.
As he reached his destination, the Ache immediately disappeared from his mind and body. The bright Acha shook himself fully and let out a content sigh as Lyric gave a large yawn beside him.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" he asked his companion with a grin before trotting off into the Swamp. He'd gotten pretty familiar with the space he was in, closer to the northern border that abutted the Plains. There were plenty of kin here to meet and get to know and the birdsong only lightened his footsteps as he went. The Swamp was lush and full of life, a stark comparison to the Desert that he knew and loved. Even if he didn't meet anyone this time he'd enjoy his time in the still relatively new environment. As he walked he started to sing, the birdsong inspiring him.