Welcome to the place where dreams, goals, and objectives are forged. Where one determined man, son of the mighty unknown god wields a code-hammer against his trusty apache-forge. Day and night heroic blows are struck against the darkness. Sparks fly from the forge at a frightful rate. Those sparks push the darkness back. Darkness. The glut of ignorance, the sin of sloth, the roar of Hector cast low. Let the shadows beware, for he is watching. Watching and waiting by his mighty forge to strike the final blow for design, freedom, and lest she be forgotten, the Echo.