The child, the Wild and the Morbidly awkward Introvert

Cora-Sparrow's nest

"I can hold your breath,
make me bite my tongue
make me stay away for days-
if that's your wish
I can face the fire
give you my frail soul
I can do it
do it all for you
but I'm only an echo
only an echo
'cause I'm just an echo

I can turn to dust,
bathe in your blazing tears
I can hold in all your pain
shelter you from the despair
I can do it
do it all for you
but I'm only an echo
only an echo
'cause I'm just an echo

I'm just an echo
just an echo
just an echo
just an echo
echo

I can handle it all
but your pain
'cause I'm just an empty echo
you're the one who holds my heart
I'm only an echo
I can do it
do it all for you
but I'm only an echo
only an echo
'cause I'm just an echo...."

Andrew waited until Sparrow had finished before fixing him with a stare stern enough to melt steel.

I did my best to blend in with the other members of the audience. Sparrow looked anywhere but at Andrew who seemed too close to anger for comfort.

The host was a woman with watermelon breasts who had openly grabbed hold of and stroked Sparrow's leg in the first half of the morning show; I was amazed at how confident Sparrow remained, how easily he performed without once not stunning everyone around him. I wanted him to sing for eternity. There was something so soulfully heartbreaking about his silky purr of a voice; it could probably slay entire armies of stone-hearted men.

I was finally starting to realise why Sparrow had so many fans and more than willing to add myself to his list of fans if it meant appreciating the talent he spewed in waterfalls.

"Wow!" The host trilled; I almost expected her to start squealing like a stuck pig. "There is something about that voice of yours that has made it a weapon of mass destruction! And no I am not saying this in a bad way...you honestly are a triple threat-"
Sparrow smirked humbly and shrugged slightly. "Can't do it without my fans I'm afraid...you guys and your love is what has stopped me from becoming irrelevant-"
"-And we're with you until the end!" She trilled. "You're going through so much personally especially now and I know it is very hard trying to remember but....about Tina-"
"-She was an exceptional woman and without her I wouldn't have even been half of who I am today-"
"-Is it right to call her your muse then?"
Sparrow looked momentarily thoughtful before he smirked. "Actually....well even she knew this and um...there was actually someone at one point but I lost her....before I could actually say anything though I only knew her for a very short time I wish I could somehow go back and go through with what could have been...there was something then that I have never felt since-"
The audience and the host cooed.
I tried to join in though it made me feel strangely hollow for reasons not entirely understood by me.
"And how are you in regard to kids?" The host folded her legs so that they looked like two balloons on the verge of exploding.
"I think kids are spectacular-"
I felt the uncontrollable urge to roll my eyes as something painfully sharp kicked its way up my throat, filling my mouth with a sour, sickening taste.
"Well, we have with us today a very special member from the audience. His name is Michael....Michael do you think you could please come out sweetheart."
I almost rolled my eyes again as two busty girls behind me giggled and held up a banner with Sparrow's name scrawled across it.
The host looked at them and bared huge jaws. "How about you two lovely ladies come up too!"
There were a series of howls and cat calls as they leapt up.

I grimaced as they rattled my seat, elbowed me in the neck and stomped past me like two sturdy elephants stampeding through a bush. I felt an electric gaze rake over me and looked up to see Sparrow gazing at me with a cheekily bemused glint in his eyes. I was tempted to stick my tongue out at him and pull a funny face but stopped when I realised that I was probably being filmed.