Greatwater Lake intro cymbal wind [tw]

No one has ever turned down Augustus' kindness before. Strange.  He expected this boy to fall over him and beg to see the light. All the fragile souls did. Instead he tries to tug away from the embrace. This surprised him. It also angered him.

No, he said firmly. The warm smile he held disappeared for a moment. Augustus lost himself then. His teeth sunk into the child's nape and he yanked backwards, pulling the boy to the ground. The paw that had held him steady now crushed the boy's snout.

No. Augustus steadied his shaking breath. He chuckled nervously, ashamed of the sudden outburst. He looked around again to check if anyone had witnessed. Not a soul. His reputation was still intact.

He pulled his paw away from the boy's maw and slithered around him. He was shaking and crying softly. My apologies. I didn't mean to alarm you. He leaned over him and dragged his tongue across his cheek. Don't cry. You're safe now. You're home.