A Weapon’s Worship

“And tell me, how does a weapon show its love?”

The kiss of its blade; the caress of its fine edge.

“And how does a weapon worship?”

Shedding the blood of its mistress’ enemies; exquisite protection and destruction in equal measure.

“Then go, my weapon, and worship me.”


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