Jan 01 2009

Minuet for Inkwell and Lectern

Published by Reesa

“I’ve been writing more lately,” she says as she reaches toward the Pen floating in mid-air.
It changes orbit and pierces her hand; blood, bright upon her skin.
“I…”
She reaches toward the Book.
Gasping, she begins to open it.
The echoes of her screams take a long time to subside.

Pen and Book resume their dance.

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