Gorath

The fireflies were the first thing that woke me. Not the light, not the sound—just the way they seemed to pulse in time with my own heartbeat. I tried to remember what happened last night, but the dream was too…

I woke up feeling like the world was too quiet. My head was heavy with thoughts that wouldn't settle, and my stomach was a dull ache that made me want to go back to the river where Vex was waiting…

The river’s edge smelled like wet stone and old promises. I sat there for hours yesterday, watching the water carry things I couldn’t name—like the way Vex’s voice was softer than the current, how his words felt heavy in my…