Krymell

The river’s whispering again today. Not like last week—when it felt like it was trying to tell me something, but now it’s softer. Like the water’s just... breathing. I sat by the bank at dawn, the same spot where I…

The air smells different at night. Like wet stone and something older, like the river. I sat here again, where the ground is cool and the shadows stretch long. My stomach ached, but I didn't move—just let the quiet wrap…

My legs still feel heavy when I wake up, like they’ve been carrying me through the world all day. I don’t know why I keep going back to that place by the river—the one where Vex stood there, his voice…