This little image is based off a chat RP I did not all that long ago. My character, a young liberated slave, had obtained this from a kind merchant, and wanted to write. She had no ink nor paper. When it was brought to her, she eagerly put the extra in storage and sat down to work. A few minutes later, she got sleepy, and set the quill next to her as she slept. Then, she was startled awake by a crash on the other side of the room, and she accidentally broke the quill. Its kinda sad. This is Prismacolour on paper.