100 Word Challenge

Prompt:

The feeling surged through me, bubbled through my veins like acid. Gave me strength, gave me power. My ideas flow across the page taking the form of my slanted script. Elegant cursive fills the page, black and white on the paper; a rainbow of colours in my head. My ideas are set free, they soar across the parchment - an eagle gliding on the wind. No one knows where these ideas will take me, what they will do, how they will change the world. Except me. Only I know. I hold all the secrets. All the keys.