A Quill

I like to write with a quill.

It's been years since I've done it. Felt the instrument of my desires in my hand. No excuse. I have had a quill in my possession. Almost 20 years now.

But I buried it. I stored it away. Forgot it as I forgot my desire to use it. Oh... my lovely quill. I have her still. That is all.

All else has flown away.