Black, White, Silver

The other night I dreamt that my journal had both white and black pages.

They were arranged in intervals of twenty or thirty sheets, so that when I looked at the book while it was closed, its edge was striped.

In the dream I was writing with my favourite inky black pen on the white pages. Then I came to the  black pages and saw that I wouldn’t be able to see what I wrote on those.

I decided that to make a mark on the black pages, I would need a silver pen.

Silver snow

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