The gauntly springs from the soul of the air. Making bubbles of laughter float in the air. Music is playing the joyous song. The body is light and happy is not wrong.
The pen writes words fast, slow, or none. It\'s a magical thing, for when it\'s done. The words are sentences, paragraphs, or lines. With your pen you can draw a pine. With the help of your hand. It\'s the most wonderful thing.