Jack was sitting at his desk in his room, drawing away to his hearts content.He had the house to himself for a week sense his parents were out, after a few dull moments jack began to hear a faint whisper in a rhythmical tune"the pages tell a tale, the pages depict a gale."what the?"jack turned and saw a strange book on his desk. He stood up and looked at it, the book was called The Tale Of Dreams And Ink."where did this come from?" Jack opened the book and saw that their was only a small verse that looked as if it was wrote in ink differing from other books
a gale will sweep the land
Dull the earth to grains of sand
And evil cloaked in skin clad black
At our souls it will hack
Some will rise as heroes of ink
Strong as metal, fast as a blink
These heroes will save our souls
"Evil cloaked in skin clad black?"jack pondered the strange verse when the book began to bathe jacks room in light, out from the book came a set of white pens, followed by a voice that said"the mythic pens are in your hands", with this, jack black out
Jack awoke in an ominous forest, with the book and pens"what in the world?"
a gale will sweep the land
Dull the earth to grains of sand
And evil cloaked in skin clad black
At our souls it will hack
Some will rise as heroes of ink
Strong as metal, fast as a blink
These heroes will save our souls
"Evil cloaked in skin clad black?"jack pondered the strange verse when the book began to bathe jacks room in light, out from the book came a set of white pens, followed by a voice that said"the mythic pens are in your hands", with this, jack black out
Jack awoke in an ominous forest, with the book and pens"what in the world?"