The Linguist 

His powers are the subtle kind, gifts of literary gold. Expressions splashed in ink across the old papyrus scrolls. 

Predetermined talent rushing through his veins, or skills with which he only gained how and when he trains. 

This superhero’s nemesis goes by writers block, the nasty and obtrusive villain who lives within the man. An everlasting battle for the right to share a mind, but battles are only temporary and fleeting all the time. 

A dedication to himself to fight for what is real, and break what is prescribed for all with letters sitting still. 

End goal unclear, but direction less so, our hero soldiers on, to find the answer to his own unfinished epic song. A sonet here, a theory there and words to fill a cabinet, he will not ever lock his gift, with this in stones, he’s set. 

Guise. 

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