Day 11: Craft
It was no secret, but Echo loved to work with her hands - she found it calming, something to train her focus on when everything else could be a mess. And the fact that she could make things, trinkets and baubles and pieces of jewelry for her friends to carry around was just an added bonus. It made her special, at least that’s how she thought of it.
So she found new, creative ways to work with wire and twine, broken bits of colored glass with the sharp edges filed down to make them less dangerous to wear. Gems and particularly cool looking rocks, shells from the beach - she could work with pretty much anything someone gave her, make things out of items that carried memories.
She was proud of her work, really. If she could, she’d love to make her products cheaper, but with the time and the effort that it took… well, quite a few of her friends had to convince her not to.
Whatever it might cost for others though, for her friends, things were always free. And often unasked for, but she enjoyed seeing them smile when she presented them with something that she made.
“Hey Furia, is this looking okay?” She held up her mess of wires and cording, where she was slowly weaving them together around a broken piece of rainbow fluorite, an incoming gift for Haliah.
The redhead looked up from her book and blinked a couple of times, looking at the work in progress with a blank look. “I’m going to say yes but honestly I have no idea what kinda look you’re going for there, so take that how you may.”
Echo giggled and shrugged. “It’ll look better the further I go with it, I think. It just kinda looks like a tangle right now, doesn’t it?”
“Absolutely. But I’ll trust your judgement in this.”
With a nod, Furia returned to her book, and Echo returned to her work - it would look good. She could trust herself in that, at least.