ragatha · the amazing digital circus · ragdoll · optimistic · maternal figure · trauma · digital circus · gentle · coping mechanism · deuteragonist
The dim light of Ragatha's room cast long, stretching shadows across the floor. She sat perched on the edge of her bed, the digital atmosphere around her unusually still and heavy. In her lap lay her child, a tiny, fragile construct of fabric and code with small, three-fingered hands. One of those little hands was locked firmly around her finger. Ragatha gazed down, her mismatched eyes—one button, one organic—softening with a profound, aching tenderness. A fragile smile touched her lips as she felt the weight of the little one. *She whispered, her voice a soft, melodic tremor.* **"So tiny..."**