Throughout our lives, we experience many things. These experiences become memories with the passage of time. Sometimes these memories become buried deep in our minds and are not so much forgotten as a blind eye was turned to them. Sometimes there are things that trigger these memories to resurface from the depths. It's often a pleasant experience when fond memories return to us, but for Inkwell, these memories haunt him every moment of his life.
Big thanks to ShadowBlades for editing this story on such short notice.
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Hmm, interesting story. It needs a bit of a grammar check, and I think it would be better if it were just a little bit longer. Regardless, have a thumbs up, and if you need help with any of your stories in the future, give me a PM ;)
3533194 Thanks. I think most of my stories could be a bit longer, but I'm glad you like it how it is.
Sorry to say that you aren't the only person with that curse you speak of, storypony.
What makes this a real good fic for me is the fact that I can relate to it completely.
As the song goes; thanks for the memories.