This is a 'nice' piece of writing, but I am going to put it aside at this point for several reasons.
Read the story now
First, the writer uses too many words that are vague. I want to know exactly where I am and exactly with whom. I can follow the story, but so much is left in a pleasant fog. Has the narrator ever seen an Agmare? Exactly what does an adult Agmare look like? I am not interested in generalities (normally) but I want to meet one of these lovely trouble-makers face-to-face if they are going to be at the center of the story. I want to get a good idea of the personality of at least one of them.
There is a dream-like quality to the story; the reader is carried along like a leaf on the wind, and I suppose this reflects the consciousness of Chris, the narrator and protagonist. In this age, soft politics is not enough.
Great graphic at the top of the story; actually reflects the character of the narrator and story.
From what I have read up to this point I believe the reader is quite young and has not pushed her writing under the nose of critical readers; that always gives one a few bruises, but with a sharp reader capable of giving gentle constructive criticism the writer than win quickly what would otherwise take years of normal feedback and maturation.
I admit I am interested, but with all the wonderful writing available and the fact we only live a few years, I want to read a story that grabs my imagination, threatens me and us, intrigues my mind, makes me laugh outright, or curls around my heart like a kitten lying across neck or a small snake wound around where my thumb and forefinger touch.