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[knightxwriter]

[sitting with a pen in hand and some paper]

Why do I want to write so much? I know I shouldn't, but this desire... I don't know what to write about though.

[[Kay, so Fakir has graphophilia, love of writing. However, anything Fakir writes actually happens

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[quixotisms]

Ah, you're a writer?

[knightxwriter]

Yes, I am. More or less...

[quixotisms]

What are you writing?

[knightxwriter]

I want to write a story, but I can't think of anything to write about.

[quixotisms]

Write about a cat.

[knightxwriter]

A cat, huh? [thinks]

[quixotisms]

Yeah!

[knightxwriter]

Alright, then... [thinks for a few more moments]

[writes] "The cat ran through the field, chasing a butterfly."

[have an inexplicable cat chasing an inexplicable butterfly]

[quixotisms]

.... W-WOAH!

[knightxwriter]

[doesn't notice his reaction and keeps writing]

"Suddenly, it stopped. It had seemed to take a new interest in the strange building nearby."

[again, inexplicable cat follows this]

[quixotisms]

[watches, amazed.]

[knightxwriter]

"The cat slowly made its way up to the door, brushing its paw against it to see if anything happened."

[quixotisms]

How do you do that?