Word count: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine in the slightest. Tolkien's.
Notes: For the black challenge.
There’s some as think black is just one color. It’s not.
There’s the black of Shire night -- softly sweet and quiet. The black of barrow -- all hard and cold-cursed. The black of Moria -- blind echoes and too-stale air. The black of hopelessness -- flat gaze in once-bright eyes.
And the black of self-doubt, as I daub at the ink pot.
This black laughs and mocks, but I think it’s also a bit scared of me -- as if I had something more to say than salt-wet smudges on parchment.
No. Black’s not just one color.
It’s nigh on a rainbow.