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Post by twistedangel on Aug 14, 2014 3:33:01 GMT -5
Nib bows to well Shining tar pit Font of yet told tales Vortex of the unknown
It takes a steady hand
Patterns scribed Sand thrown The Black...set Wot springs forth a quill ?
Laughter Life Tears or Death
Wot ripples within the ink well ?
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Post by windfog on Aug 14, 2014 4:58:24 GMT -5
Lady! It's wonderful! Very deep and clever with a shadow of melancholy, hope and and anticipation. Sweet grief and promise ... W.F.
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Post by LonelyForsaken on Aug 15, 2014 13:33:23 GMT -5
Awesome ending Angel. The whole write reminds me of the old adage; “The pen is mightier than the sword.” I really love the image of something sinister lurking below the dark surface in the inkwell. Well done
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mee
Crimson Soul
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Post by mee on Aug 18, 2014 8:22:33 GMT -5
what fills the mind will find its flow and the heart pushes all ink at the eyes of who would read and see what left of us there is to free :_)
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Post by Aish on Oct 12, 2014 3:10:58 GMT -5
I think this is one of my new favorites from you, Angel.
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Post by nibbana on Oct 31, 2014 0:29:15 GMT -5
Love it. Ending is perfect.
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