"Well, I can certainly make an attempt, when next we stop in a place that has wood. The limb I brought with me from Ciyesia, I've been carving into a cane." Mostly so she could use conjury again, and maybe help Lightning with a bit of healing magic...

Sarai's brow furrowed a bit at that. "It is...difficult to say. My world has undergone a number of tumultuous upheavals that we call Calamities...and often times, lore gets lost along the way. It's been said that Hydaelyn seeded this star with life, and set herself against the Moon, Zodiark, who wishes to destroy all life. 'Tis also said that She has twelve who aid her in her time of need, and those are the gods that we spoken races worship--but the beast tribes have primals also, who are their gods. So there is not a terribly cohesive myth I may tell you." But she'd tried, so Sarai hardly feels guilty about making an attempt.

Though she falls speechless in delight and amazement once Maglor begins to play--likely she does see the images, though the Au Ra would be hard pressed to say if it were due to his skilled playing, or the capriciousness of the Echo she possesses--but the images are likely not from his own memory, but his world's or his music's. So not the Echo, but perhaps something similar, a creation of his song.