"I dipped the tip
of the feathered quill into the black ink. Setting out a blank sheet of paper,
I removed the pen from the ink quickly. Then, I began to write the small, loopy
words. I felt completely content as I did so. It was early in the morning, and
the only sounds were of the birds chirping outside. Gray light poured into the
library from the small window. The room was filled with the smell of ink."
That was a passage from my novel. Its the opening paragraph :)
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