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SEASON 2 + the diner
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Three Days of Echo
Hey there, Echo fam! Three Days of Echo is coming up again in a little over a month.
This is a 3 day event on July 5th-July 7th. Each day has a setting or theme prompt. You can use as many or as few of these prompts as you want; the multiple prompts are only there to give you options.
July 5th: What if God was One of Us Setting prompts: space / the lab Theme prompts: resurrection / rebirth / grief / joy
July 6th: Sex and Candy Setting prompts: season 2 / season 2 missing scenes / season 2 divergence Theme prompts: molten / touch / mind / warmth / home
July 7th: Linger Setting prompts: AU / parallels / free-for-all Theme prompts: protection / safety / partners / dreams
Your content can be whatever you want (fic, gifs, meta, pics, text posts, playlists, fanvid, etc).
Please tag your content with #echo3days2020. We will reblog all contributions onto the sideblog echoappreciation for archiving. If you have any questions or we miss your content, contact the mods for this event (@maxortecho and @latessitrice)
3 Days of Echo - Day 2 Drabble
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Season 2 Divergent Drabble
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With one last look at the closed cafe, she picked up her bag and grasped the suitcase. Liz made her way outside and placed her belongings into the trunk.
So much had happened this past year that she’d never once stopped to just breathe. Her hand slowly, involuntary, creeped up to touch her chest. She closed her eyes and tried not to think about the long faded handprint.
Liz opened her eyes and, suddenly, standing before her was Max Evans. He looked into her eyes and she knew she needed to be strong.
“I love you,” he said.
“I know.”