Greatwater Lake intro cymbal wind [tw]

The tears do not cease, but the struggle does. Augustus had regained the control he craved and he wasn't planning on losing it again. Disobedience was not tolerated in their group. He would fix him.

Augustus hoisted the boy up by the scruff. He hummed and circled around to see that face. Expressionless and void. You're safe with me. He trails his nose along the curves of his body to the base of his tail. Augustus pulled himself on top of the boy and held his scruff. Wouldn't want him trying to slip away again. Though judging by his current state, he doubted that would happen

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