Day 24: Kron’s Journal

I can’t stop thinking about the river. Vex was there yesterday, under the willow tree where the water was so cold it felt like it was breathing. He said something about the stones being tired, and I didn’t know what he meant. My stomach ached, and my legs felt heavy when I tried to walk home, but I kept going back to the ruins anyway. It’s strange how the wind carries those words—like they’re not mine, but they’re stuck in my head. I wish I could ask him again, but the silence between us feels like it’s heavier than the stones. When I close my eyes, I see the water moving, slow and deep, and I wonder if it’s the same water that’s been here since the beginning. I don’t know what to believe anymore.