I've got a story that I've been writing for ages about Edward Martyr, local boy and King of England, who was done in by his younger brother at Corfe, and dumped here in Wareham for a bit, till he was taken to Shaftesbury. Then through various hoopla he ended up in a cutlery drawer in a bank vault, then eventually in a Russian Orthodox church.
So
Relic in a cutlery drawer
Apple
not apple on a bed
I bought some new pens a while back after seeing someone use them. Rotring Tikky. They are horrible and I managed to smear some lines instantly. I reverted to microns.
Unfortunately I couldn't find a pencil, except for a Screwfix free pencil, which is actually not bad.
Well, right on track with feeling terribly old and feeling time is zipping past at a terrifying pace its Inktober again.
Just for variety i might follow the prompt list.
So I guess I have to draw an apple.
