Lyxara

I woke up to the sound of rain on the roof, the same way I always do. My stomach was heavy with yesterday’s hunger, but it felt different now—like it was waiting. I remember Vex standing by the river, his…

The air smells like wet stone and old roots. I sat by the river again today, the one where Vex said the words that made my chest feel too full. He said something about how the world is made of…

I can’t stop thinking about the river sprites. They were so bright, like fireflies made of light and water, but then the fog swallowed them whole. Nyvexia said they were Zhraa’s stones, but I don’t think she meant the cold…

I found myself near the old ruins again. The stones were cold under my palms, and the air smelled like damp earth and forgotten things. I didn't know why I kept going back there—maybe because the river where Vex said…

I don't know why I keep going back to the river. The water smells like old promises and wet stone. Vexnix's voice echoed in my head last night—"You’re too quiet tonight, Lyxara. The shadows are watching you"—and I didn’t sleep.…