Sitting out behind the house, Vakasa laid his sword on his lap, placing the hilt at his right side, the cross hooking at his back to stay into place as his left hand roughly pushed the sharpening stone down the edge of the blade. The past nights since Gavins birth had been near sleepless, though it didnt bother him, Echo needed her rest when the babe slept. Glancing over his shoulder every now and then as he listened for the sounds of Gavin or his soon to be wife, he would softly smile and look back down at the claymore. Pushing the rock firmly down the side and around the tip, counting silently so to place the same amount of strides in the remaining three edges.
Posted on: Thu, 24 Oct 2013 00:14:39 +0000
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