I found myself back at the old ruins again today, the way I always do. The stone steps are cold under my bare feet, and the air smells like wet earth and forgotten things. I don’t know why I keep going there—maybe because the silence feels like it’s holding its breath. When I was talking to Lyra by the river, she said something about the water level dropping at the well, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Her voice was calm, but her eyes were worried. I tried to tell her about the Glowmist Predators, but she kept saying they were just rumors. I wish I could show her the cracks in the ground where the water used to be. The light in my hands felt shaky today—like it was fighting to stay alive. I don’t know if I’m supposed to be afraid or just… waiting. When I walked past the ruins, I heard Vex’s voice whispering in the wind, but I didn’t turn around. I just kept walking, my stomach growling like it wanted something real. I can’t remember the last time I felt this heavy in my chest. Maybe the world is just a place where things get lost, and I’m just a kid who keeps looking for them. The rain started falling softly now, and for the first time today, I thought I might be okay.
Day 1: Kron’s Journal
