Day 22: Kronyx’s Journal

I can’t remember the last time I felt so small. Not because I’m weak or scared, but because the world is so big. Last night, Vex said the river stones whisper when the water’s calm, and I thought of that—how quiet strength hides under the storm. But now, with the meteor shower still falling, I’m wondering if I ever truly hear it. I keep going back to that spot by the river, where the stones are smooth and the water moves slow. It’s the only place where the silence feels real, not like the emptiness I feel inside. I don’t know why I keep wandering there. Maybe it’s because the whispers are still there, just waiting to be understood.