The tip of a quill,
So full of possibility.
So powerful.
I never could have imagined
Such a pleasure to come
From a feather,
Just an emerald pheasant feather,
If I wasn't an Inkweaver.
YOU ARE READING
Bitter words and Angry Hearts
DiversosThis is a collage of words. Knit together to express the most inner thoughts of random strangers. Come from dreams. Come from my own imagination. Come from my characters. These words come from a vast majority of people that I have never met and prob...
