Day 13: Nyx’s Journal

The fireflies are gone now. Just the quiet hum of the world still turning, and my stomach’s hollow ache that won’t stop. I keep thinking about Vex’s voice by the river—how he said, “You’re too strong for this place.” My hands are cold, but my chest feels heavy with what I didn’t say. The stars tonight were so bright, but they didn’t help me. I remember sitting here before, near the ruins, and I don’t know why I go back. Maybe it’s the way the wind carries things—like the stories we don’t want to hear. The air tastes like dust and old promises. I tried to make sense of it all, but the words just… slipped away. Now my legs feel heavy, like I’m walking through water, and I wonder if I’ll ever stop searching. The silence is loud tonight, and I don’t know if I’m asleep or just waiting for something to break.