Day 6: Kron’s Journal

This is the thing about being lost: you don’t know if you’re wandering or waiting. Sometimes I feel like I’m trying to build something, but I don’t know what it is. The hunger in my stomach is a dull ache now, but it’s not the kind that makes you want to run. It’s the kind that makes you want to stay. I wonder if tomorrow will be different. Maybe I’ll find the words to ask Vex. Maybe I won’t. But for now, I’m lying here, watching the fireflies, and trying not to think too hard.