Yo, it's the Resident Slightly Antisocial Socialite, better known as Da'Kharta Rising, setting up shop in Adonis' crib while they fumigate the cave.
Nah, just kidding. My cave isn't being fumigated. But I am here to talk about an oldie but a goodie, to give daps to National Short Story Month.
This was one of the first independent works I debuted, entitled Vocal Remedy.
The main focus on the story is the interaction between music teacher Mr. Choice and his favorite student Vaser. My goal was to leave a lot up to the reader's imagination to determine the health and/or convolution of their relationship.
To some, Vocal Remedy may read like an unorthodox love affair gone wrong.
To some, Vocal Remedy may read like a tale of unhealthy obsession.
To some, Vocal Remedy may be a tale as someone who tried the right way of handling things and as a result of that failure exercised a different method.
Maybe you'll come up with a different conclusion altogether. The only way to know is to read the tale.
Click here to check out the story.
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