It’s overcast today, the sky is grayish white, it seems to be going to rain. I have unpacked (unwrapped? Or do you mean you have taken the different bits apart?) my present - a fountain pen. It’s a plain cyan pen with not much garish ornamentation. There is a brass nut at the rim of the cap, to prevent it from rolling off the desk. It says: "Fall in love with writing again" on the sheath (or - cover). I always love writing, no need for the reminder here. Merry Christmas !