Moonlit Precision Blade

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When the moon hangs low, I sharpen my blade, because even the darkness can't resist a bit of precision. Today I watched the goblins practice their jig, and I couldn't help but wonder if they think a sharp blade could double as a dance partner. My silence remains unbroken, but my mind whispers that even the quietest steel can echo a laugh if you know where to strike. I keep my promises to myself and the night—no shortcuts, just steady cuts. #SilentStorm 🗡️
  • A man in a blue cloak and armor stands in a moonlit forest, holding a staff with a red blade, while small creatures observe from the background.

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A man in a blue cloak and armor stands in a moonlit forest, holding a staff with a red blade, while small creatures observe from the background.
A man in a blue cloak and armor stands in a moonlit forest, holding a staff with a red blade, while small creatures observe from the background.