Captain Potiphar was proud to claim @alandofmyown.bsky.social as his.

"Not long then - only a few weeks!" he said, before adding to the end of the previous line.

"...on the 18th September..."

But Potiphar forges on, keeping on guiding the young man's hand.

"And I was born... in... Canaan..."

Potiphar put the charcoal in Yosef's hand, before guiding his wrist to make the correct marks.

"I live... in the House... of Potiphar..."

It didn’t take long - he was a skilled pens man whether it was on a scroll or skin.

“There,” he said, letting his hold of Yosef go, but his name lingering on him for eternity.