Sometimes I thought she was dead already, an empty shell of flesh and nerve, speaking only in echoes.

A burning light grew around them, bathing the room in echoes of fire.

He could find them only in his heart, in faint, sad echoes of feelings that once had been.

Anniversaries speak in echoes of what was and what might have been.

The words died away in echoes on brick and concrete.

This is a place with the most dashing past, and a present rich in echoes.

He can only speak for them in echoes.

His laughter rolled in echoes from the walls of the cavern.

The marble columns supporting every door lost themselves in echoes above her.