"Can I lean my head on you?" Pomni felt a hitch in breath as the taller much softer silhouette next to her turned with even warmer eyes. It was dark on the train, the only ambiance being the chugging of the tracks and the occasional whistle accompanying the rattling windows shaking the glasses on the table only slightly. Pomni desperately stared out the reverberating glass to the misty gray clouds in front of brilliant moonlight, and there she felt something. A weird feeling that she didn't know she remembered. Her record time spiral was cut short when a motherly voice cut through the thick darkness,
"Of course you can, love." Pomni hesitantly laid against Ragatha, and with how small Pomni is it was easy for her to scoop Pomni up so that she could gently curl around Ragatha's plush leg. As Pomni smiled against the doll's threaded skin she started to play with her patched dress. The tall doll let out a grin and held her little jester close. The clanging and clashing of metal as it traveled along through overgrown vines stringing the trees together rang a song.A/N- HI! I'm backk I just went through a whirlwind of stress but I was considering picking this story back up. This is a short draft, it's actually a preview I wrote last winter and never finished the chapter. Should I continue this story or start over? Please let me knoww ily all byeee! ❤️
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FanfictionRagatha, a ragdoll of The Amazing Digital Circus, is not a very happy person. Underneath all her joyful faces and convincing lines hides a scared little girl who's not sure even how to feel. This drives her and her emotions sort of wild... until tha...