I banged my hammer against the hot metal. Sparks flew and sometimes would catch fire to my beard. Slowly I was crafting a sword one of which meant for the prince. It was one of my best work, a fine weightless sword but yet big and powerful. At the start most had doubted my ability to craft such a thing but here I am now crafting maybe the greatest in the kingdom. I chuckle to myself feeling pride.
I sit down on a cold hard chair and begin to eat lunch. There was roast beef, potatoes, bread, and some other unknow food which I all the same ate. I give a loud belch.
Subject: The Forges of the Palace 
Fri Dec 28, 2012 9:37 pm
