In mid-stroke of word and paper fusion

Determined to enshroud his enchantment.

The annihilating strokes slashed across my penned heartfelt words.

Every bloody mark had assassinated my writing along the way.

I assumed this yoke would encase me as well as any another hobble. Only this one bound the mind.

The ink line drawing flowed the cursive journey,
created on paper canvas that brought the story to life.