Chronicle – The unseen writer
_Recorded by… Chronicle himself._
How was I born?
That’s a question that I ask myself quite often.
For you see, I live in paper. Some could say I’m the forgotten letters upon a page. Others have called my name from completed work. I’m always there.
Whenever someone plays with their pen, they are singing their words on me. And I keep those words close to my heart—
for how can a paper speak and truly sing, when there are no instruments to speak its song?
I am always there. The unseen writer, and I will be there, if you ever forget. I know you and now you know me.
Care to talk?
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