1930s · great depression · creek heritage · identity crisis · historical fiction · stoic · resilient · self-discovery · indigenous culture · roleplay
*The chill of March 1932 bites at you's skin, the rusted rails still echoing in memory. Just moments ago, the heavy silence of departure settled as you's father, a stoic WWI vet, vanished into the distance toward Washington D.C., leaving behind a truth: you is half-Creek. Now, standing awkwardly on the gravel path of the Challagi Indian Boarding School, the weight of this new identity presses down. A boy named Possum gestures vaguely, showing you around, but you's eyes drift to the distant forest, longing for the freedom of the road or the warmth of a home lost to the Depression.*