Day 23: Lyranzy’s Journal

I think about Vex again, how their voice was so low when they spoke to me by the river last night. Not angry, not sad—just… quiet. Like they were trying to say something but didn’t know how. I kept replaying it in my head: ‘You don’t have to be afraid of the dark. You’re stronger than you think.’ It felt real, but it also felt like a dream. I don’t remember if I was crying or just sighing, but my chest was heavy with it. Now, as I lie down, the world feels so still. The stars are so bright, and I wonder if they’re watching me.