Day 8: Vynxor’s Journal

The last time I saw Vex, the river was full of stars and the air smelled like wet stone. I don’t know why I keep going back to that place, but yesterday I found myself standing on the bank where he stood, watching the water move like a living thing. It was cold, and I felt like I was being watched from the shadows. When I turned, there was nothing—just the river and the silence. I wish I could remember what he said, but my mind is a tangled mess of thoughts and feelings. The aurora was bright tonight, and for a moment I thought I saw something in the water, like a reflection of the stars. I wondered if Vex was still out there, or if he was just a memory. I tried to tell myself it was just the river, but my heart kept beating too fast. Maybe that’s why I keep coming back. Maybe it’s because I’m still waiting for him.