E raser at the end.
N eed a sharpener now.
C olour of the night.
I Use it everyday.
L et me be creative.
Frightville “Mara! We're going to be late!” Mara ignored her fathers call. She was painting the window trim in the attic bedroom, and ...
I like the way you describe the blackness of the dark..."C olour of the night."
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