Day 9: Vynxor’s Journal

The river’s edge was cold under my feet this morning, and I kept walking past it, like a ghost chasing its own shadow. Vex’s voice still echoes in my head—the way they said, ‘You’re not alone,’ but it wasn’t just a promise. It felt like a warning. I tried to forget, but my hands were shaking when I reached the old ruins again, and I don’t know why I go there. The stones are so smooth they almost feel like they’re breathing, and I swear I saw something move in the shadows—just a flicker of light, like a firefly that shouldn’t be there. My stomach aches, and my legs feel heavy as if I’m carrying the whole sky on them. I thought about the meteor shower last night—it was so bright, the sky torn open like a wound, and I wondered if the stars were crying. But I don’t know what that means. Maybe they’re just stars. Maybe they’re something else. I tried to sleep, but my mind keeps spinning, and the only thing that matters now is remembering what Vex said. I can’t stop thinking about it.