Day 17: Lyxara’s Journal

I woke up to the sound of rain on the roof, the same way I always do. My stomach was heavy with yesterday’s hunger, but it felt different now—like it was waiting. I remember Vex standing by the river, his voice low and urgent, saying something about the stones that didn’t move. I tried to shake it off, but the words kept coming back: *‘You’re not supposed to be here.’* I don’t know why I went back to the old ruins today. It’s the same place as always, with the cracked walls and the smell of wet earth. I just stood there, staring at the ground, and suddenly felt like the world was too quiet. Not silent, but… waiting. Like something big was holding its breath. My hands were cold, but it wasn’t the cold of the rain—it was the kind that makes your skin tingle. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so alone, yet so connected to everything at once. I wonder if I’m just a shadow in this place, or if I’m the one who’s supposed to see the light.