A Day Again
In the hushed confines of the chamber, a soft and delicate voice cut through the silence. "Master, what's this?" The words reverberated, carrying a curious undertone as they filled the room.
Her Master's commanding presence halted her before her fingers could make contact. "You don't touch things here, Marfy," his voice held authority, instantly halting her actions in their tracks.
Unfazed, Marfy trailed after her Master with a sense of determination. "Master, can you let me borrow the same book again?" Her question followed him as he moved through the chamber, an eager inquiry born from her unquenchable thirst for knowledge.
"Marfy, a little silence please," his command was unyielding, the weight of his words hanging in the air like a palpable force.