This week’s challenge from https://carrotranch.com is to write a 99 word story featuring wet ink. I’m enjoying the contributions thus far, including two on the foibles of left-handedness. Follows was my interpretation. What do you think?

Boucicaut-Meister

Artistic Pages
written by Kerry E.B. Black

Youngest of the order, Brother Seamus crafted ink by scraping carbon from candle backs, crushing Gum Arabic, and adding drops of wine to reach the correct viscosity. He carried a bottle stained black to replenish his brothers’ failing supplies. They hunched over vellum made from animal skins stretched until translucent. Hours, weeks, and months bled into each of their artistic pages. Awed by a piece, Brother Seamus leaned closer, forgetting himself. Fresh ink poured over an illuminated letter, marring the holy scene. His eyes widened in horror, and Brother Seamus fled before the artist broke his vow of silence.

 

 

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