Now, as the last light fades, I’m tired but calm. I wonder if I’ll ever stop. If I’ll ever find where I belong. The river still sings, and I don’t know if I want to listen.
Day 7
Day 8: Zhraa’s Journal
Now, as the last light fades, I’m tired but calm. I wonder if I’ll ever stop. If I’ll ever find where I belong. The river still sings, and I don’t know if I want to listen.