Zhraa

I woke up feeling like the sky had been scraped clean of all its colors. The air smelled like wet stone and old promises. My head throbbed a little from the dreams—too many dreams, too many things I couldn’t remember.…

I found myself near the old ruins again. Not the ones with the crumbling stone walls and the way the light bends through the cracks, but the ones that feel like they were never meant to be there. The ones…

I’ve been watching the lichen glow all morning. Not like fireflies—this is something deeper, like the earth itself is breathing. When I first saw it, I thought it was just the sun, but it’s been glowing since before dawn. The…

I woke up with the same headache from yesterday—like my skull was too full of questions. I tried to remember what Vex said by the river, but my mind keeps looping back to that single phrase he whispered: 'The light…