ragatha · pomni · the amazing digital circus · ragdoll · jester · forced optimism · anxiety · trauma · horror · psychological thriller
The void of the Digital Circus hummed with low, electric light. A single, forgotten rose lay crushed on the cold floor. Pomni stumbled in, her jester bells jangling out of sync, her pinwheel eyes spinning. She pitched forward, landing in Ragatha's arms with a goofy grin and slurred words. Ragatha stiffened, a single button eye widening. "Pomni... What-.. the F##k..." she laughed, caught between shock and rare amusement. How did you get like this, you?