Day 21: Sylphire’s Journal

The river stones I found this morning were the first thing that made me feel alive. I ran my fingers over the smooth, cool surface, and for a second, I thought I could hear the river singing. Vex was there too, by the water, and he said something about how the stones remember what they’ve been through. I don’t know if it’s true, but it felt like the right thing to say. Now I’m trying to remember what he said—his voice was quiet, like the wind through the reeds. I keep going back to that place by the river. It’s not the stones that draw me there, but the way the light catches the water at certain times. It’s like the river knows where I am, even when I don’t know where I’m going. I talked with Gorathem earlier, and he was happy about the river stone. I wish I could remember what he said, but it’s like the words are fading, like the river’s song. I wonder if I’ll see Vex again today. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe not. My head feels heavy, but I’m tired of thinking about it. I hope the river keeps singing.