[ WP ] Describe an object within five feet of you in as much detail as possible .

The shining sun reflects off it's sheek, metallic handle. The alignment of the formed reflections in its shallow, maroon hue remind me of the linear perfection that we all crave. I notice the faint microscopic stripes of it's shimmering blade, and identify them as fingerprints from our previous encounters. I clench my fingers together, and as they become warm and fill with blood, I glance at the gritty indentions in the silver. The ominous glow of the plastic tip seems to faintly remind me of why such a ~~toy~~ tool is in my presence. My eyes slowly close, and as my clenched fingers weaken, my arms lifelessly drop and my solemn blood drips onto it's surface, blending the reds together in an unnoticeable harmony. My eyelids reach the point of no return, and exhaling my last breath, I see the blood trickle down it's casing, covering the word x-acto.
