Day 19: Kronyx’s Journal

The rain never stops falling here, but tonight it feels different. Like the world is holding its breath. I remember Vex by the river—his voice was low, almost like he was speaking to the water itself. “You don’t have to be afraid of what you don’t understand,” he said. I didn’t know what he meant then. Now, as I sit in the clearing where the storm has cleared, I wonder if he knew too. The stars are so bright tonight, but they don’t feel like they belong to the sky anymore. They feel like they’re watching me. I keep going back to that old ruin, the one with the crumbling stones and the whispers in the wind. I don’t know why I do it. Maybe it’s because I’m trying to find something that makes sense out of all this. The truth is, I don’t want to be alone. Even if the world is watching, even if it’s just the wind, I want to be here. I want to be part of it.