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"Before the Fall: A Dark Faerie Story" by darigankat
“Aethia, please see me after class.”
My heart thudded unevenly as I slunk down a little further in my seat. I was surely in trouble, and not academically. Yesterday I’d had my fourth fight of the week… and it was only Wednesday. I jumped along with my classmates as a buzzing sound abruptly filled the hallways. Whatever clever air faerie found a way to make that sound echo from the halls at just the right time….
“Dismissed.” Our Meditations and History teacher, Shyvara, was a rather young light faerie of few words. Seeing as my class was full of dark faeries, she always seemed a bit on edge.
When the last student had zipped out of the classroom, I got up, slinging my bag over a shoulder.
“What did you want to see me for, Miss?” I asked, trying to keep the impatience out of my voice.
“Aethia,” Shyvara turned to me with a hint of a smile on her usually stern face. “My, my… after I heard about the fourth fight this week, I took a peek at your schedule and grades. Very good grades, very advanced classes, and quite the odd combination, especially for a dark faerie with your spellworking talent.”
“I know what I’m good at,” I said simply, wincing internally at my schedule. Between the Battle Training and Magical Blacksmithing, anyone with half a brain would be able to tell what I aspired for, and Miss Shyvara certainly had more than half a brain.
“Did you know that we usually have two separate classes for Meditation and History?” Her smile was gone, her face searching mine, eyebrows high on her delicate face.
“It seemed a little odd to combine them, seeing as they aren’t really related,” I muttered “But no, I didn’t know that.”
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