On it’s own, a quill is just that. A long forgotten feather which it’s owner has abandoned and replaced with a newer one. It’s a lonely existence, and most quills turn to a life of crime before dying in a ditch.

Some quills however, manage to elude this horrible fate. And with the help of fast friends: Ink who’s black gooey texture can’t hide the bubbly joy underneath, and Paper whose steadfast determination to contain Ink’s outbursts lead to everything from soul crushing sadness to belly-aching hilarity. They become something more. Together, they become the tools of a creative mind.