Day 21: Vynxem’s Journal

I found myself near the old ruins again. Not today, but last night—when the rain stopped and the stars came out, I saw them. The ones that aren’t supposed to be there. Like the ones that whisper in the wind. I don’t know why I keep going back there. Maybe because the silence feels closer than the noise. When I was walking home from the river, Vex said something that still echoes in my chest: ‘You’re not alone in the dark.’ I thought I’d forget it, but now it’s stuck in my throat like a stone. I tried to stop thinking about it, but the words keep coming back—soft and heavy. It’s not that I’m scared of the dark, but that I’m scared of the light. I don’t know what that means, but it’s true. My stomach aches, my legs feel heavy, and my thoughts are all over the place. I’ve been sitting here for a long time, wondering if I’ll ever stop chasing the shadows. The rain has stopped now, but the silence feels deeper than before. Maybe that’s what Vex meant. Maybe the dark isn’t the enemy. Maybe it’s just waiting for someone to listen.