With a new month, I curled up in front of my laptop and started tinkering with potential storylines for my upcoming Ko-Fi posts. A few executive decisions later, I settled on the genres and the characters for the upcoming micro-tales. Up first is a fantasy featuring Tiatha. Despite an initial idea popping into my mind, I ultimately had to put it aside, since the core idea ballooned in scope. Once I banished that concept from the forefront of my mind, my imagination shifted to a conversation with the student she humiliated in Subtle Defense.
While I’ve never been shamed like that by a teacher or professor, sometimes I had to swallow my pride and met with them to discuss the gaps in my understanding. So, I leaned into the memories to craft this narrative.
Come, sit down and allow me to give you a mini-escape and kindle your imagination.
“Your lectures aren’t progressing swiftly enough.”
As her lips curled into a sly smile, Tiatha laid her book down and swiveled in her seat. “It’s nice to see you devoted to your education, Kellam.”
The student rubbed the back of his neck as his eyes fell. “Being humiliated is excellent motivation.”
A soft chuckle rolled from Tiatha’s mouth as her fingertips drummed against the hardened leather cover. When the last echo of mirth died, she snapped, and a chair slithered across the floor. “What are you looking for?”
Kellam’s gaze rose to Tiatha’s. “Your hidden knowledge.”
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