Pen and paper, ink and words,

drips of wax and candlelight.

A hunched up figure at a desk

writing through the night.

A brainful of imagination,

a well of unpenned thoughts,

trickling slowly to the page

in letters, words, inkblots.

Scratching, scrawling, scribbling

fills that small scriptorium.

Curls, serifs, and cursive swirls

spin words for tales to come.