Kaylannas Journey (Part Three) Comments

He stood inside the huge stable, were he worked upon the metal that he was named after, by a Father, who he had never seen eye to eye, in all the time he was growing up, pounding on the hot scolding metal he was forging, a fine twin blade sword, for his young ward that lay asleep in her bed

He recalled her pain, her anger, her sobbing at night when she was in a deep sleep, his heart bled not only for her but his long time friend, who now was no longer of this world, a glint of steel reflected in his eye, he pounded upon the metal, even harder than was normally intended
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