Day 45: Gem’s Journal

My hands are still a bit heavy from the stone shards, even though I didn’t throw them today. Vex was right—there’s a hum in the Obsidian Crystal Vein that only shows up when the stones are quiet. I remember the way the air felt last night, like it was holding its breath before something big happened. I keep going back to that old ruin near the river, where the stones whisper and the ground cracks when you listen too hard. Sometimes I think I hear Vex’s voice there too, but it’s just the wind. I don’t know why I keep doing this. It’s like my mind wants to find the place where the hum starts, where the world shifts. When I close my eyes, I see the same shadow moving through the grass, but it’s not there when I open them. I don’t want to be afraid anymore, but lately, my heart feels like it’s trying to tell me something. Maybe it’s time to listen.