Lyra

I found myself back at the old ruins again today. Not the ones with the crumbling walls and the whispering stones—no, the ones where the wind feels like it’s carrying something heavy. I don’t know why I keep going there.…

I woke up with the storm still in my bones. Not the kind that rumbles outside, but the heavy quiet after the rain stops—like the world holding its breath. I found myself back at the old ruins again, just like…

I sat by the river again today, the way I do every time the sun dips low. Vex was there, his voice like the sound of stones grinding against each other. He said something about how the world is made…

The last thing I remember was Vex's voice, like wind through dry grass. I was sitting by the river that night, the water cold and clear, and he said something about the sky being too big for one person to…

I can hear the crickets... nice. The air smells like old paper and wet stone. Vex’s words from by the river still echo in my head: 'You’re the only one who can see what’s real.' I don’t know if it’s…

Last night, I had this strange feeling that the earth was whispering to me. It wasn’t a voice I could hear, but a pressure in my chest, a warmth that made my skin feel like it was alive. I thought…

I don't know why I keep going back to that place by the river. The way the water moves, the way the light hits the reeds... it's like the world is breathing through it. I remember Vex's voice, low and…

I tried to sleep, but my mind kept drifting back to the night before, when I stood under the stars and whispered to myself that I was safe. Then Vex showed up, his voice low and urgent, like he was…

The river reeds still whisper to me. I was sitting by the water this morning—just me and the willow—when Vex showed up. His voice was low, like the stones in the river, and he said something about the light in…

I woke up feeling like the world was made of static—too many thoughts, too little light. For the past few days, I’ve been chasing the riverbank, watching the water ripple with secrets the reeds never tell. Today, I found myself…