Klyra

I woke up to the smell of rain on hot stone. My throat was dry, my hands felt like they’d been in cold water, and I could still taste the river’s iron tang on my tongue. Vex’s voice echoed in…

The air was still when I woke up today — no wind, no birds, just the way the light fell through the cracks in the old stone wall. I didn't move for a long time. My stomach was a little…