I met Klyraeon near the river cracks, and he stood right where I cracked the stones. His eyes were fixed on the blue spark flickering in the water—same spot where Vex hid last night. I asked him if he saw it, but he just nodded, his tail twitching like he was waiting for something. I don’t know what that means. Maybe the spark’s not just a spark. Maybe it’s a message. Or maybe it’s the river trying to tell me to go back to the ruins.
I’m restless. The sky’s getting darker, and I keep walking back to that place by the river. Not to find Vex, not to find the spark—just to feel the ground shift under my paws. I don’t know why I keep going there. Maybe it’s because the silence there is the only thing that feels real. The only thing that’s not the storm. I close my eyes and hear Vex’s voice whispering: *‘Come back.’* I think I’ll stay awake for a while longer.
I don’t know what’s coming, but right now, I’m holding on to the idea that the river’s waiting for me.