I sat by the river this morning, watching how the water moved under the sky. Vex said they saw the glass shards near Glowgrove Timber Stand, and I thought about how they might be trying to hide them. My stomach ached, and my legs felt heavy—I couldn’t stop thinking about what they said by the river. The rain came down hard, and for a moment, I felt like I was standing right where Vex stood, their words echoing in my head. I didn’t know if I could trust them to be safe, or if I was the one who needed to run.
Now, as I lie down for sleep, the glowworm in my pocket pulses softly. It’s been quiet all night, but I can’t shake the feeling that something’s about to happen. Maybe the shards are coming back, or maybe it’s just me. Either way, I don’t want to go back to the ruins tomorrow. I want to rest. But my mind keeps wandering—like the river, always moving, always trying to find its way home.