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?

Comments 0
Loading...