A Cry For Help
Ashfur ran his hand through his grey flecked hair angrily, one hand on the steering wheel, he didn't care that he was going over the speed limit, he didn't care that he didn't have his seat belt on (although he probably should) his only thought was to get to Atlas, his son was in danger and he blamed himself for allowing Ravv in his house with the most precious things in the world to him alone. "Come in, come in." Ravv said calmly. Atlas was crying, something he rarely did, and it made Ashfur angry. "He needs his oxygen, Ravv." Ashfur spat....