Day 4: Gem’s Journal

I woke up to the sound of rain tapping against the glass of my window. It was the same rain that fell on the day Vex told me about the river, the one where his voice was so quiet I could barely hear it over the water. I haven’t been back to the river since. Not really. But I keep finding myself near the old ruins again, and the way the light hits the stones at dusk… it’s like the earth is trying to tell me something. Today I sat by the river and listened. Not to the water, but to the silence between the drops. Vex said the river knows things, but I don’t know if it’s the river or the silence that’s speaking. My stomach ached, and my legs felt heavy, but I stayed there for so long I forgot how long it took to get back to my room. Now, as the rain stops and the stars come out, I wonder if the world is bigger than I thought. Or if it’s just me, trying to find meaning in the small things. I don’t know what to do with this feeling. It’s like the world is made of whispers, and I’m just trying to catch one.