On the third days of Ciaran’s school life he bounced off to the academy once more, he had a little less enthusiasm due to the handwriting of the day prior but he looked forwards to his interactions with the rest of the class. As soon as Ciaran entered the door he was greeted by the two other students that sat on the floor but strangely enough Mr Lupers seat was empty, as Ciaran began to question why he remembered that he forgot to search for another way to obtain that funky metal, instead of dwelling on it Ciaran decided to walk around the class in circles until everyone arrived.

Mr Luper arrived last and had deep bags under his eyes but before Ciaran had room to question Mr Luper started the day’s work with a rather curt and sharp statement.

“Everyone grab a book from one of the shelves and read it, come to me if you need any help”

Mr Luper intended to leave the class to read while he got some shut eye, but his efforts ended in futility as he discovered that ¾ of the class could not read forcing him to help them. Ciaran was one of the few that could read and dug into each book with gleaming intent eventually finishing his second just before the bell for the first break sounded.

Mr Luper disappeared faster than the wind, but it was none of the children’s concern as they busied themselves eating and talking. Hemlock one of the kids soon discovered that he could use the skills he was learning from his father to start trading snacks at an advantageous price, Ciaran did not end up trading anything however as he preferred the snacks made by miss Milders, the head cook.

Mr Luper eventually returned to ruin the fun and forced those who could not read to the front of the class and tried to teach a crash course, Mr Luper struggled however as it was unlike when he introduced the class to the world’s history with interesting stories, he had nothing to keep the attention of the children other than his authority.

At the second break Ciaran decided to find Caitiff and talk about the books he read.

when Ciaran asked, he found himself embarrassed as he realised that he was too engrossed in his books to notice that his friend could not read. Luckily for Ciaran Caitiff was smart and tried to ease his embarrassment.

“Why don’t you tell what you read?”

Caitiff had remained rather stoic during as he was talked at but whether Caitiff was paying attention or not wasn’t something that crossed Ciaran’s mind.

“s-sure… the most interesting one was of a knight; he warned the people of the world that it would be consumed in a crimson of their own making. The people of the world did not listen to the poor knight, they ridiculed him, but the knight was determined and set out on a quest to stop the flame that would consume the world. It was not the praise of the people that fuelled the knight’s journey, but his noble spirit and that spirit led him to success forever keeping the terrible flames at bay.”

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

Once Ciaran had finished Caitiff woke up and dragged Ciaran over to one of his friends, a girl named Iris. The two sat down and were soon joined by a fourth, apparently Hemlock was friends with Caitiff and Iris, Ciaran could have sworn that he knew this but was unable to place his finger on a reason why he might have forgotten; as far as Ciaran knew he was still young he should have plenty of storage in his memory, what was hogging it all?

despite his contemplation the world did not slow down for him and Ciaran was dragged into another game, this one was a simple version of one the older kids played involving a rope and knots, three of the four were in a silly mood and decided not to play it properly however which caused Mr Luper to come and untangle them several times.

After the second break MR Luper finally decided on a method that he thought might work.

“everyone make sure that there is at least one person that can read at your table, those that can read help those that cant.”

Mr Luper’s instructions were awkward, but they got the job done and Ciaran decided to move to a table with Caitiff, Iris, Hemlock and two others. The six worked well until Iris discovered that Mr Luper had fallen asleep and decided to try and make a building out of books, the entire group eventually joined in which led to much snickering.

The last bell came quickly disturbing the Mr Luper’s peace as he had to dismiss the class.

Mr Luper first whispered “grab your shit and go already” but quickly corrected himself with a louder statement “grab your bags and take one of the books home, make sure to get your parents to help you with reading, I will see you tomorrow”

as the children left Mr Luper glanced at Ciaran’s group and sighed before returning to his stool.

Halfway through his walk home Ciaran was talking to his mother about jewellery when he remembered that he was meant to look for that funky bit of metal, however unfortunately for Ciaran he saw nothing other than the blacksmith, not even another scary man.

Ciaran decided to head to his room and contemplate once he got through the door, Ciaran did this until he came up with a solution he was content with. Ciaran’s solution was to employ his brother to look for him. the only thing between Ciaran’s room and his little brothers were their parent’s room so the walk was quick.

When Ciaran opened the door, he bore witness to the cuteness that was his brother, Ciaran immediately through that solution of his out the window as he convinced himself of his greatness in his mind. “I’m the eldest, I’m meant to be the strong one, I’m meant to protect my little siblings how could I dare to make them do my bidding?” Ciaran did not know where this feeling came from, but it wasn’t too bad, and his brother’s cuteness was something worth protecting even if he was a little annoying.

Ciaran was brought back to reality as his brother questioned him

“Caiwan why aa you just stwanding there?”

“I’m looking for you”

“I know that, why were woo just standing there?”

Ciaran looked at his brother and decided the best way to avoid the child’s answer

“You wanna make something”

“Why?”

“solas, do you want to or not?”

“yeah”

“Okay, let’s go”

Ciaran then dragged his brother, Solas into his room where he kept the softer materials that his dad got him. the two spent several hours making blobs and other “creations” until they were dragged down to dinner by their mother who ensured that they were clean before they ate.