The silence is exhilarating,

Filling the room with anticipation.

Her eyes shine,

Hand cradling the black pen,

As she stares at the white sheet before her.

The smallest smile rests on her lips

As worlds race through her mind.

The possibilities are endless,

Innumerable stories,

Countless meetings,

Infinite adventures,

All at the tip of a pen.

The breath is released

And with a stroke of ink,

She begins.