Word Magic

Just forget everything else.

There is nothing here except this empty page that waits. The hesitant footsteps come, slowly, tentative at first like some cautious animal stepping out over the page.

These words, like this, have never been here before. Each blank page is something new, something yet to be. The words become like footprints across the snow-bare page, leaving echoes of the thoughts that put them there. The selection of each word placed like a careful footprint across the blankness.

...