When Art Imitates Life.
I acquired a new calligraphy pen and made a big mess with it. To be fair, I don't do calligraphy; I do kaligrafy. My penmanship skills are an affront to scribes who can apply ink to paper and make words look beautiful. In any case, bought a Manuscript brand cartridge pen with a refillable cartridge and it leaked over everything.
Not to worry, fellow scribes, no scrolls were harmed in the making of this blog. I merely ruined a sheet of scrap paper and died my fingers a shade that can be described as "frostbite".
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