“ oi ! don’t twist my actions ; you’re making it sound as if i was tryin’a steal your sword. ” perhaps it was the gleam that caught her eye - - a dazzling haze of reflected light, the promise of sharpness , a memory of past battles .. something extraordinary in a sword so seemingly ordinary “ well ? lemme have a look , i wanna check somethin’ ” was it just a hunch ?
cont. from xx // @lnvrtd












