Nyxraa

The river’s song was the only thing that made sense today. I stood by the water’s edge where Vex left his mark—a single pebble in the moss, the kind that always feels like a promise. My stomach rumbled, but not…

I don’t know where I’m going tomorrow. But as I close my eyes, I feel the water’s rhythm in my chest. It’s not the river that’s moving—I’m moving with it. I hope I can find what Vex meant, but for…

The river’s song was quiet today. I sat by the mossy rock again, but this time the water didn’t whisper—it just *flowed*. Zhraa said it was shifting, like it wanted to tell a story, but I don’t think it’s trying…

The fireflies kept moving, like tiny lanterns in the dark. I kept thinking about Vex’s voice by the river yesterday—how he said the world wasn’t what it seemed. I don’t know why I can’t shake it. It’s like a stone…

I woke up to the sound of the river. Not the usual quiet. Vex was there, standing by the water's edge, watching me. He didn't say anything. Just... looked. Like he knew I'd been gone too long. I can't remember…

The river stones in my pocket feel too heavy tonight. I kept thinking about Vex’s voice by the water—how he said the current was whispering names, but I couldn’t hear them. My stomach aches more than usual, and my legs…

I woke up this morning with the same ache in my stomach as yesterday — that hollow feeling that’s been there since before I could even remember. I tried to think about what Vex said by the river last night,…

I can’t stop thinking about what Vex said by the river yesterday. The way his voice cracked when he mentioned the stones—how he called them 'the old ones,' not the ones that were broken or the ones that were new.…