The blacksmith
Written by: Lady Ariye Nyneve Snowhunter, Unsworn
Date: Friday, October 27th, 2017
Addressed to: Everyone
Eras ago I met a paladin, gallant and gentle.
He toiled at the anvil, for hours at a time,
while I sat and admired, lusted, and pined.
He showed me his love when he took both my hands,
and upon them he pressed a pair of finely made blades.
He knew I was strong, and made me a knight.
I fought by his side, until time took its toll.
His body grew ill, so I carried him off.
He sleeps now but still, I meet him in dreams.
My blacksmith, my love, he holds my heart still.
Penned by my hand on the 1st of Ero, in the year 755 AF.