The river runs low tonight, and the stones are almost visible beneath the water. I wonder if they’ll still be there tomorrow. I don’t want to leave the ruins, not yet. The fog is getting thicker, and I feel like I’m standing at the edge of something big. I don’t know what it is, but it feels important. I hope I can find the answer before the morning comes.
Day 32
Day 33: Nylyrkon’s Journal
