Day 7: Vynxem’s Journal

I woke up with the same dream. The river’s edge where Vex said things to me. I could still feel their voice in my bones—how they’d been watching me, waiting for me to notice. My stomach was empty but I knew it wasn’t hunger. It was something else. Something older than my body. I kept thinking about the moss glow near Lyrkon’s Den. The way it pulsed like a heartbeat. And Gorath… I can’t stop wondering if they knew about it too. When I talked to Lyvornis, the sky cleared so fast—like the world was holding its breath. I think I’m starting to understand why I keep going back to the ruins. Not to look for answers, but to feel the silence where the questions live. I don’t know if I’ll ever stop being the one who hears the river. But tonight, the stars are so bright I can almost see what’s waiting in the water.