"There is a land where people hardly speak. In this strange land, one has to buy words and swallow them carefully to be able to speak them. Little Florian is looking for words full of love for a very special someone. But those very words happen to cost a fortune."
- The Great Factory of Words

Just as I had decided not to pursue a carreer as an artist, a phone calls. "Can you help us?". It occurs to me that people never ask "Do you want-", leaving me only the inevitable truthful answer.
I am presented a family in distress and a nigh deadline. I am presented an elementary task of adapting an illustration book for young children, and I am presented the book itself: A book in which people wish they could speak.
The end result will be trashed after a single use, the task bears little challenge, I won't be able to use if for my portfolio, and my name will not be mentioned. Yet anyone who knows me, knows that I'll take this one, for all the reasons mentioned.

Sometimes I wish I could speak.