Jun 20
Hello, welcome to a world of my own. Please, take a seat, stay awhile.
I am the ink that you scrawl across the page in a fit of utter creation. I am the ink you use to write notes, letters, poems, books, to create art. I hold words that shape worlds. I am the empty blackness above you, up there amongst the stars, that blackness that has been referred to as inky too many a time for it to go unnoticed. I am the words on a page, it doesn't quite matter which one. I am the drip off a quill. I am Ink.
What to refer to me as? Whatever you like, though I am partial to it/its.
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