Author's Notes:

You guys are just so AWESOME! I know a lot of you have been asking questions about Echo and I would love to answer you guys but I really don’t want to spoil the slight mystery going on for those who haven’t figured on who my character is a Displaced of. On a side note, while I was typing this chapter out, I was feeling a little nervous, it also didn't help that I ended up with writor's block and didn't know where to take the conversation between Echo and Quality, I was also trying to avoid the whole "instant buddies" cliche, and hopefully I did alright, I might have to edit this chapter later on depending on everyone's opinion and suggestions.

Traveling was rather peaceful other than a few wild animals that got curious of me, a few winged creatures have almost mistaken me for a bird bath and I had to furiously shake them off to remind them of it, moving through the foliage proved to be tough but a little annoying at times, it was like this forest was telling me that it never ever wants me to be free, I continued despite the troubles.

Through the forest and onto an a wide grass plains, I saw a castle in the distance coming out from the side of the mountain and a floating city in the air, I can’t get up there and I doubt shape shifting pair of water wings will do me any good, how big is this Equestria anyways? I was starting to wish Starswirl the bearded was here to guide me through the unknown world... speaking of whom, Did he survive the harsh winter? Hopefully he’s at the castle, it’s the thing hint of civilization, so I started heading in that direction, eventually finding a dirt path

Traveling took me quite a long while and the closer I got there, the more often I started seeing more and more unicorns and ponies… Huh, they dress like they’re from medieval times, slightly more forward in time but still within the ages... I suppose that makes sense, Starswirl dressed up as a wizard.

A few of the unicorns were rather friendly while the more… well dressed ones held their head high and acted I was below them, they way they would act and ignore me when I tried to speak, I would gain a tiny amount of energy, If I ever find Star I’m going to ask Starswirl about this if I ever find him, I want to know why any form of disharmony or chaos seems to give me energy and strengthen me, I'll even go seek out a place of worship and pray to whatever Gods above are out there to answer me my questions.

I came across a sign that said: Welcome to Canterlot, and the moment I came through the entrance, I felt like I walked into a Renaissance, there were a lot of shops and stands along with a good population of Unicorns and Ponies, they looked so happy and cheerful.. Well, most of them anyways, there were a few beggars living on the streets who held out their hoof.

“Can you spare a coin, please Monsieur?” A female beggar unicorned asked in a slight french accent, she looked slightly worst for wear and wore tattered clothing, her hair was long and hasn't been attended to for a long time, she gave me such a pitiful look and I was about to reply but I caught myself before I did, realizing that she'd probably freak out if I spoke to them without my mouth moving, i’d rather not live through the same experience again where everypony avoids all because they don't understand me, so I took a moment of silence to mentally prepare myself, looked over at the beggar, then spoke in my telepathic voice and synced them up with my mouth.

[I’m deeply sorry, but I suffer the same fate as you] I mouthed the words along with my mental thoughts.

“Oh my...” The beggar said, suddenly falling silence..

[...Have I said something wrong?]

“No, no, You 'aven't done anytheng wrong… I’m sairry ai bothéred you..” She said, return to the place she was sitting at before she had asked, I let out a slightly depressed sigh, I would of definitely give her a coin if given a chance.

[It's no trouble, I can't give you bits, but I can offer you some company] I said, making my way to sit along side her. [My name is Echo]. I’m a good listener afterall, anyone would be when you’ve stuck in one location for many years and the only thing you can could is talk and listen.

She didn’t response after that and she avoided eye contact, it wasn’t done out of shyness, but it was done out of distrust and fear, a slightly uncomfortable silenced filled the air, I was about to get up and leave.

“Quality...”

[I’m sorry?]

“My name is Quality...” He held out her hoof, I did the same but stopped, I focused more energy into my well being before making the contact, shaking her hoof in the progress, he did gave me a curious look, but however it wasn’t about her discovering something… “Your hoofs are cold...” She commented…

[That tends to happen when I visit new places] I said with hesitation, I know it was a rather weak lie, but it was either that or tell her the truth, then see her fear me, thus drawing unwanted attention, I was starting to feel that maybe it wasn’t a choice wise to come here.

“Oh, you’re just nervous, Dear, I understand.” She said with a weak smile, she took a moment of silence before speaking again. “I’m sorry if i’m not much of a talker, not many wish to listen to the pleas of a beggar….”

[How did you end up in this mess anyhow?] I asked, trying to break the ice.

“Well… I wanted to be a Fashionista, so I came here to learn how to become one, I gave up a lot to come here but I ended up becoming ill prepared without a coin to my name, so I’ve been… begging...” She said the word with a hint of regret.. “For some bits, if I can just get enough to sign up for their schools, that would be marvelous..”

[You didn’t get any support from your friends? Family members?]

“Oh! I did, I did... I told them I wanted to do this on my own, but now… Well, you can see how that went..” She said with even more regret in her voice. “I don’t like taking generosity from others, I mean its nice when they offer, but it makes me feel a little helpless..”

[There is nothing wrong with getting help, Quality.]

“If you say so..” She said, she didn’t seem to take my advice or feel better, did I choose the wrong words? “...I-i’m sorry, I need to go, it was nice talking to you, Echo...” She slowly got up and started walking away.

[It was nice talking to you as well…] I said, honestly I wish that could of gone a lot better. With a mental sigh, I resumed traveling through Canterlot