Words are magic in themselves, more powerful than any spell or potion. Words can both inspire and despair. They have the strength to bring regimes to their feet, hope to hopeless. Words can give faith to the unbelieving, voices to the voiceless. They can relieve pain, educate and even create new worlds from naught but blank paper. Words can take us on a fantastic journey, a road map to finding our innermost selves.
Words have the power to destroy as well. They can enslave, kill entire races of people. They can wound the heart, torture and can pass laws that outlaw love. Words can lock us into a horror of our own making. They can show us grief and longing without remorse. Stinging, cutting, vengeful. Words can enchant and bewitch in the most terrible and delightful of ways.