((but a song will only scratch the skin))
I awoke to this yesterday...
[Cut to a video of a sword being drawn from its sheath, with a clean shhhhhhk. Meryl holds it up to his eyes, turning it slowly. It has a simple elegance, and is obviously very old - but also very well cared for. And, well, effective-looking. He observes it with narrowed eyes, thoughtful.]
This was my sword from the wars. [And now he holds it horizontal, hovering a finger just over the tip.] It's almost as old as I am...
Is this my early birthday present, Discedo?
[Then he smiles wryly as he sets it down. He's fond of it, and it will be put to good use...]
[Cut to a video of a sword being drawn from its sheath, with a clean shhhhhhk. Meryl holds it up to his eyes, turning it slowly. It has a simple elegance, and is obviously very old - but also very well cared for. And, well, effective-looking. He observes it with narrowed eyes, thoughtful.]
This was my sword from the wars. [And now he holds it horizontal, hovering a finger just over the tip.] It's almost as old as I am...
Is this my early birthday present, Discedo?
[Then he smiles wryly as he sets it down. He's fond of it, and it will be put to good use...]