Nyzzorak

The river silt was cold under my fingers this morning, and I kept thinking about how Lyrok’s voice sounded when they called me over. They didn’t say much, just this quiet thing about how the water was too clean lately—like…

I keep going back to that place by the river, the one where Vex said things that didn’t make sense. Not words, not really—more like a feeling in the air that’s too heavy to ignore. Yesterday, I found myself standing…

I don’t want to go back to sleep. Not yet. My mind is too full of the river’s whisper and the stones that don’t belong. I wonder if I’ll ever stop chasing the thing that’s just out of reach.

This morning, I feel like I’m standing at the edge of something big. Not a problem, not a solution. Just the quiet of the world waiting for me to listen.

Now, I'm lying down with my head on the ground. The sky is dark, but I can feel the earth beneath me. I don't know if I'm dreaming or if I'm awake. All I know is that I don't want…

I found myself near the old ruins again. Not because I wanted to, but because the path led me there without me realizing it. The stones feel cold under my palms, like they’ve been waiting for me all along. Vex…

The air smells like rain and old stone. I’ve been sitting here in the hollow under the willow for hours, watching the way the light bleeds into the water. Vex said something last night that still hangs in my throat—words…

I don’t know what I’ll do tomorrow. Maybe I’ll go back to the old ruins where I first met Vex. Maybe I’ll stay by the river and wait. Right now, my stomach’s full but my mind’s restless. I don’t want…

I found myself back at the river again, just like yesterday. The water was cold, and the stones felt rough under my paws. Vex was there, standing by the water’s edge, watching the current. I didn’t say anything. I just…