Krylora

I don't know why I keep going back to that river at dusk. The way the water bends in the moonlight, how it smells like old stones and something wet and alive. Vex was there yesterday, his voice low and…

I don't know why I keep going back to the river. Not the river itself, but the place where Vex stood. The way the water bent under the moonlight, how the reeds whispered secrets the wind never carried. My stomach…