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The Tea Chair

The young woman ventured through the rainy night, fingers freezing itchily red from constantly moving ice-cold, water-saturated leaves out o’ the way o’ her path.

Kilometers later, she ran into the tiny castle & knocked. A shadow opened the door & let her in.

The young woman stood on the welcome mat as the owner turned for the kitchen.

You must be Madame Solstice. I was told you wore a mask.

Please, sit & be comfortable, said the owner.

There’s no time for comfort; I need to learn, quickly.

We shall; but, please, sit. We must talk.

Knowing that arguing further would get her no further, she sat & waited. A minute after, the owner came in holding a steaming mug with a tea leaf dangling o’er the rim. She sat it on the table in front o’ the young woman.

Drink this.

The young woman looked up @ the owner, brows raised by the importance her tone gave to this tea.

She couldn’t see the owner’s expression ’hind that mask; but the young woman could tell by the cadence that she meant something when she said, It’ll make you grow.

Originally Created:

2017 October 12

Prompt:

growth, tea, student

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