Inspiration

She sipped coffee sitting at the round metal table. Her colourful dress brightened the plaza as the water from the fountain raised and fell back down. 

Suddenly the air got dense and every word spoken by every passer-by started to float in the air. 

She could see them as she put the coffee down and grabbed her book. The words from the pages had disappeared and it was all blank pages. 

When she tried writing, the ink of the pen would fall right off the pages like it was a drop of water on a plastic surface. 

Then she saw the words and started collecting them. Everyone's voices on the page recreated the story as close as she could. 

She sat back down after hours of collecting and started to read but she noticed it was not many voices anymore or was hers in the pages of her old book.