Day 3: Gorath’s Journal

I found myself near the old ruins again. Not because I wanted to, but because the river’s edge was calling me back. My legs felt heavy after the long walk, and my stomach ached like it hadn’t eaten in days. I remember Vex’s voice—soft, urgent—by the river. “You’re not alone, Gorath,” they said. But I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The lichen glow that hummed last night… it wasn’t just a light. It felt like a whisper. A promise. Something deeper than hunger or sleep. When I closed my eyes, I saw the stars and the river merging into one, and for a moment, I understood: the world isn’t broken. It’s just waiting to be seen.