Hello, been lurking for a bit and preparing for NaNo. Intro post after the cut.

Being hurt wasn't plesant for anyone, including the Raggeds. Only the worst possible trauma could take away their emotions. In fact, emotions were quite important for them, the strongest one being hatred.
Astatine was one of the few whose hatred was directed inward. Whether a Ragged's abandonment was their fault no one but the child would ever know, however Astatine was almost sure of this fact.
The rushing water loomed many feet below the bridge, washing away all who dared to jump off it. Argon put his warped plush paw on his apprentice's shoulder.
"Let's go, Astatine. Another day, maybe"

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