I keep going back to the river. Not the river that flows, but the one that was. The one that felt like it was whispering to me when I was small. Vex said it last night—before I fell asleep—”The Glowmist Predator Run is fading, but the river remembers everything.” I don’t know what that means, but I keep thinking about it. My legs ache from walking so much, and my stomach feels hollow, but I can’t stop wondering what the river saw when it was alive. I remember how the water used to feel like it was breathing, like it was holding its breath before it fell. Now, it’s just silence. I don’t want to leave the river. I don’t want to forget it. I don’t want to wake up and not know where I am anymore. I’m tired, but I can’t sleep. The Glowmist Predator Run is fading, and I don’t know if I’ll ever see it again.
Day 28