Once before time was discovered,
There exists a book.
It is a simple book.
It was a mysterious book.
It was a powerful book.
the most powerful book of all time.
It is not a good book.
It is not an evil book either.
But a playful book
It would let others write into it.
But It always disappears the moment it feels used.
Write anything and the book will do magic.
But after you write your desires, the book will disappear to another place.
The book, is always empty.
Once someone writes something, it disappears.
It doesn't judge, nor it doesn't look.
An aberration to some
A blessing to others.
It is not responsible for anything
It just is.
The Book of Creation.