Vynxor

The last time I saw Vex, the river was full of stars and the air smelled like wet stone. I don't know why I keep going back to that place, but yesterday I found myself standing on the bank where…

The last thing I saw before the world blurred was Vex’s shadow by the river—longer than it should be, like he’d been waiting for me to come back. My stomach’s still tight from the dry blueberries I ate that morning,…

The sky’s colors were bleeding into the earth last night, like ink on wet paper. I sat by the river again—just for a moment—feet cold, mind aching. Vex was there too, but not the way I expected. They didn’t say…

I found myself near the old ruins again. The air smelled like wet stone and something older—like the earth itself was remembering. I don’t know why I keep going back there. Maybe it’s because when I’m standing at the edge…

The river’s voice was quiet today. I sat by the water for a long time after Lyra left, staring at how the Obsidian Crystal Vein glinted where it met the current—just like Gem described last week. She said the lichen…

I found myself near the old ruins again. The stones are cold even in the morning sun, and I don't know why I keep going back there. Vex said something last night by the river—words that felt like they were…

I don't remember how I got here, but my fingers were cold when I woke up. The sky was the color of old bruises, and the air smelled like wet stone. I tried to think about what happened before the…