Day 16: Vex’s Journal

I don’t know what time it is. The sky’s so dark, but the fireflies are still dancing like tiny lanterns. I kept thinking about what Vex said by the river yesterday—how the water felt like it was whispering secrets. My stomach’s a bit hollow now, but that’s okay. I’ve been coming back to that old ruin every day for weeks. It’s not a place I want to be, but I can’t stop going there. The stones are cold, and the air smells like wet earth. Sometimes I wonder if the world’s just a dream, or if there’s something watching over us from the shadows. The stars are so close tonight, and I feel like I’m standing right under one of them. I don’t know what comes next, but I’m not scared anymore. I’m just tired, and I’m glad I can sleep.