Once upon a time, in the land of “I’m Too Good For This,” lived a woman so enamoured with herself and her music, she believed the sun needed her permission to rise. Let’s call her Madam Talks-a-Lot. Talks-a-Lot had a secret—a secret so profound, it could only be whispered: “I might be the queen of my own world, but I’m also the King.”
Enter our heroine, Lady Stays-in-Bed, a damsel not in distress but in disbelief. She was trapped in a castle ruled by Madam Talks-a-Lot, where the only dragons were his fiery accusations, and the knights were her multiple personalities, each more charmingly self-absorbed than the last.
Talks-a-Lot’s favourite pastime was jousting with her own reflection, battling tirelessly to prove who was the fairest of them all. “Behold,” she would declare, “for I am both the beauty and the beast.” Meanwhile, Lady Stays-in-Bed couldn’t even venture to the village market without being accused of courting other suitors, or worse, being called a witch for conjuring the audacity to suggest Madam might listen for once.
But our Lady had a secret weapon, a magical device known as Wit. With it, she could see through Talks-a-Lot’s armor of arrogance, revealing the scared little girl inside who once confessed her love for both the knights and the damsels of the tales.
One day, as Talks-a-Lot was preparing for her daily parade of self-praise, Lady Stays-in-Bed said, “Oh mighty Madam perhaps today we could venture beyond the mirror and explore the mystical land of Empathy?”
To which Talks-a-Lot gasped, “Empathy? Is that beyond the Valley of My Achievements? Never heard of it.”
“Yes,” she replied with a smile, “it’s just past the Forest of Listening. Though, I hear it’s a realm where not even the bravest of narcissists dare to tread.”
And so, our saga continues, with Stays-in-Bed wielding her Wit and Patience, hoping one day Talks-a-Lot might embark on the greatest quest of all—discovering that the world doesn’t revolve around her, and that true bravery comes from facing oneself, not from battling shadows.
Enter our heroine, Lady Stays-in-Bed, a damsel not in distress but in disbelief. She was trapped in a castle ruled by Madam Talks-a-Lot, where the only dragons were his fiery accusations, and the knights were her multiple personalities, each more charmingly self-absorbed than the last.
Talks-a-Lot’s favourite pastime was jousting with her own reflection, battling tirelessly to prove who was the fairest of them all. “Behold,” she would declare, “for I am both the beauty and the beast.” Meanwhile, Lady Stays-in-Bed couldn’t even venture to the village market without being accused of courting other suitors, or worse, being called a witch for conjuring the audacity to suggest Madam might listen for once.
But our Lady had a secret weapon, a magical device known as Wit. With it, she could see through Talks-a-Lot’s armor of arrogance, revealing the scared little girl inside who once confessed her love for both the knights and the damsels of the tales.
One day, as Talks-a-Lot was preparing for her daily parade of self-praise, Lady Stays-in-Bed said, “Oh mighty Madam perhaps today we could venture beyond the mirror and explore the mystical land of Empathy?”
To which Talks-a-Lot gasped, “Empathy? Is that beyond the Valley of My Achievements? Never heard of it.”
“Yes,” she replied with a smile, “it’s just past the Forest of Listening. Though, I hear it’s a realm where not even the bravest of narcissists dare to tread.”
And so, our saga continues, with Stays-in-Bed wielding her Wit and Patience, hoping one day Talks-a-Lot might embark on the greatest quest of all—discovering that the world doesn’t revolve around her, and that true bravery comes from facing oneself, not from battling shadows.