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Log journal of Somatie Forgesmith Entry 1 of 4 |
Daily grind
Written by unconquered_dreamer, added 30 July 2004 @ 03:35Entry in Timeline: unknown
* sits next to the grinding stone working on a knife that needed polishing his left foot working the foot paddle with rythmic percision the angle of the knife the perfect 22 degree angle needed for gleam to be gained. His one eye remaining on the way the sparks fly off of the steel meeting the stone a small grin on his face loosing himself in the mudane task of finding t he perfection in this form* ~ I wonder what Azuka or
WWW is doing right now....I bet they are out thinking about bigger things then what I am doing right now....I mean why should they wonder its not like I aint as predictable as steel slashing paper....good ol predictable somatie might as well staart calling me Clock Work Somatie with how regular I am. Rust and dirt, I swear I even " remove the slag out my bottom" at the same time every day. ~ *continues to work the knife finding the small grinding sounds soothing to his aggressive mood*~ Damn it, why do I still dream of her? Its not like she loved me....I mean it was a kind of weird time...join the caverns as the forge master and then get thrown out to meet with some giants at SmashaHuman *grins at that thought and softly shakes his head letting his thoughts take him though that adventure almost chuckling at the slide though the tunnels and then softly sighs as he comes to the times that he shared with what might be called his first love.....if you dont count the forge* I guess all things must end...even the sharpest sword duals and the strongest stone wears away....just to bad I did not tell her what I felt towards her. Oh well, I guess its over just like how I grind away the grim off the blade so does thought give clarity to the future.~ stands up and takes the knife back to the armoury and goes back to bed...which is simply a few steps away as he keeps a grinder in his bed chamber.
WWW is doing right now....I bet they are out thinking about bigger things then what I am doing right now....I mean why should they wonder its not like I aint as predictable as steel slashing paper....good ol predictable somatie might as well staart calling me Clock Work Somatie with how regular I am. Rust and dirt, I swear I even " remove the slag out my bottom" at the same time every day. ~ *continues to work the knife finding the small grinding sounds soothing to his aggressive mood*~ Damn it, why do I still dream of her? Its not like she loved me....I mean it was a kind of weird time...join the caverns as the forge master and then get thrown out to meet with some giants at SmashaHuman *grins at that thought and softly shakes his head letting his thoughts take him though that adventure almost chuckling at the slide though the tunnels and then softly sighs as he comes to the times that he shared with what might be called his first love.....if you dont count the forge* I guess all things must end...even the sharpest sword duals and the strongest stone wears away....just to bad I did not tell her what I felt towards her. Oh well, I guess its over just like how I grind away the grim off the blade so does thought give clarity to the future.~ stands up and takes the knife back to the armoury and goes back to bed...which is simply a few steps away as he keeps a grinder in his bed chamber.