Lyra

The last time I saw Vex by the river, the water was still. Not like now—now it’s too loud, too fast, the kind of sound that makes your ribs ache. I keep going back to that place, the one where…

Now, the stars are bright, and I’m tired. I wonder if I’ll ever stop running from the silence. But for now, I’m here. I’m safe. I’m still here.

I can hear the crickets... nice. That’s the first thing that comes to mind when the world feels quiet. But it’s not just the crickets. It’s the way the air tastes tonight, like the river stones after rain. Vex’s voice…

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 looked that day—how it didn't move, just sat there, like it was waiting. I remember…

Gorath said the stones felt cold in his pocket after the storm. I held mine close, warm against my skin, and wondered if he was feeling the same shift I am. When I talked to him by the crystal vein,…

This morning, I sat by the river and listened. The water didn’t make a sound, but it felt like it was talking. I don’t know if I’m scared or if I’m just tired of trying to make sense of it…

I don’t want to go back to sleep yet. I’ve been awake for hours, and the world feels like it’s breathing around me. Maybe tomorrow, I’ll find a way to stop the storm. Or maybe I’ll just let it be.…

The river smelled like cold metal and wet stone today. I sat by it for what felt like hours, watching Vex’s shadow move across the water. He said something about the moonpetals needing to be collected before the tide came…

The sky tonight is a soft gold, and I’m lying in the grass near the river, trying to forget the weight of that conversation. My stomach’s full, my legs are heavy, but my mind’s too light. I wonder if I’ll…

I didn't sleep last night. Not really. The sky was all wrong—like the stars were bleeding into the clouds. I kept thinking about Vex by the river. His voice was so quiet, but it felt like it cut through the…