Lyvornis

Then Nyx showed up. She was standing by the water, her shadow stretching long and thin across the stones. She didn’t say much, just nodded when I approached. Her voice was quiet, like the river when it’s still. I told…

I woke up with the taste of rain still on my tongue. The lichen by the river—the one Vex said felt like it was waiting—was gone. Just the pebbles, cold and smooth, where it had been. I don’t know why…