In a small village nestled at the edge of a vast forest, there was a rumor about the last snowfall of the year. It wasn't just any snow; it was the Echo Snow. Legend said it carried whispers from forgotten memories, carried only by the final snowflake to fall before spring arrived.

Lena, a curious young woman, had heard the tales all her life but never believed them. That is, until one cold evening in late March, when she saw a lone snowflake drifting slowly down through the twilight. She reached out, and as it landed on her palm, she heard a voice - faint but clear.

"Remember me."

The voice was familiar, but she couldn't place it. The snowflake vanished, but the words echoed in her mind.

Determined to solve the mystery, Lena ventured deeper into the forest the next morning. As the sun broke through the trees, she stumbled upon a forgotten cabin, its door creaking open as if inviting her inside. Inside, dust danced in the air, and on the walls were old photographs - of her grandparents.

One photo caught her eye: a picture of her grandmother, young and vibrant, standing next to a stranger. The stranger's face was obscured by shadows, but Lena knew the voice now. It was him - the man from her grandmother's past, a secret lover whose memory had been erased by time.

Suddenly, the wind outside howled, and the final snowflake of the season fell once more, landing at Lena's feet. This time, it didn't disappear. It turned into a frozen memory, and the room was filled with the echoes of forgotten love.

Lena left the cabin with a heart full of revelations, knowing that some memories, even buried in snow, are never truly gone.