prideA collection of 2 posts

Begin with reverence— your edge, a fine and fervent tongue, a truth-beveled sliver of steel, in trembling, fire-tempered hands. Stand firm, dear blade, in whispers and whetstone murmurs; angle yourself…

We rise as stars they hoped would never burn, glow as sparks they tried to smother in ash. Let them build walls to keep us out, draw lines that define…