I woke up to the sound of rain on the ground, the kind that feels like it’s whispering secrets to the earth. My stomach was heavy, but the real thing was the way my thoughts kept circling back to Vex. He stood near the Glowmist last night—his shadow stretching long, his voice too quiet for the storm. I don’t know why I keep going back to the old ruins. It’s not the place that bothers me, but the feeling that something’s waiting there, like a door that’s been left ajar for too long. My legs felt heavy from the walk, and I could barely move without thinking about how the rain had soaked my clothes. Zyx was there too—his face all furrowed, his eyes darting around. He said he was looking for Nyx, but I don’t think he’s trying to find her. I think he’s trying to find something else, something that’s not there. I remember Vex saying, ‘You’re too close to the edge,’ and I couldn’t stop it—the words echoed in my head like a storm. I don’t know if it’s fear or just the way the world feels heavy tonight. Maybe it’s just that I need to stop running from the questions. The rain stopped after a while, but the silence after it’s gone is louder than the storm. I closed my eyes and felt the cool air, and for a moment, I thought I heard a whisper on the wind—like the old ruins were calling me back. But then it was gone, and I was alone again.
Day 1: Kron’s Journal
