Day 30: Kron’s Journal

I found myself near the old ruins again. Not today, but last night—when the rain turned the ground to mud and the fireflies were the only light. Vex was there too, his voice like dry leaves scraping stone. He said, ‘You’re not supposed to be here, Kron.’ I didn’t know what he meant, but I kept walking anyway. Now, as the last raindrops fade from the air, my stomach aches and my legs feel heavy, like I’m carrying the weight of the world. The rain stopped just as I turned back toward home, and for a moment, I thought I heard something—maybe the wind, maybe the earth speaking. I don’t know if I’ll ever understand it all, but I’ll keep walking.