Somewhere into the void, where silence rules, a pen and a paper had shown up. Both brightened up the place; broke the deafening silence; brought colours unto the dark; brought life unto the dead. The sound of a pen as it touches the paper is music to the ears of the monster living in that place. The masterpiece it had created turned out to be an inspiration. That's why she keeps writing. She'll keep moving, thinking, creating...living.🌹