Once upon a time on a far away ocean, was a newly formed Island called Inklantis. Rumours of this mysterious Island travelled along an electronic highway to the four corners of the earth. People flocked in ever increasing numbers to find this sanctuary of happiness. After arriving new immigrants quickly discovered they could infect the peaceful residents with "their writing." 

Their sugar-and-spice Ink flowed through the veins of the native Inklandtonians, becoming a testament to the talent they all possessed. Thus began a dangerous new sub-species called "Octospammers," who endangered "all Inklandtonions." Their grasping long tentacles violated the most active or even the dormant members. Outrage broke-out throughout the wealthy kingdom, "but still" the persistent Octospammers flourished!

The foulest death-threats were posted on every wall. Again they rose to an awaiting "throne of acknowledge at the top" for their cursed deeds. Suddenly violent tremors shook Inklantis their precious home informing everyone the Island was sinking back, where it was born. Panic-stricken Inklandtonions built a magnificent ship to avoid the sure death-sentence. 

Residents were forced on a "frightful voyage" upon a ravenous unknown sea. While aboard their ship, the refuges watched Inklantis sink into "the horrid pit of nothingness." Together they hugged, cried and swore "unrelenting revenge" against the cruel Harpcollian God who stole their happy life. Unfortunately not all Inklandtonions boarded-ship to escape "the deluge of tragedy" which emcompassed our Island. R.I.P. ;DDDD "May the magic of Inkpop live forever in your heart!"

~I am from Inkpop.
~You can call me Hawk or Glen.
~I write poetry about love, humour and scenery. 
~You should be thankful to have access to my dementia. ;9
~If you feel the urge to chat, I'm here.<3
~Good Writing to Everyone! ;))