'E is for Echo the nymph.
Cursed, all she could speak was the last words said to her.
She fell in love with beautiful Narcissus but, being able to only repeat his own words back to him, he spurned her. Heartbroken, Echo spent the rest of her life alone until her bones withered and she ceased to be.
All that remains of her today is her voice.
Narcissus was cursed for his actions. He died withering away in front of his own reflecftion in a lake, heart full of a love that could not be - just like Echo.
But instead of a corpse, all he left behind on the lakeside was a single daffodil growing in his place.'
My piece for the Drawn Chorus collective's alphabet book 'Easy As'.