Forging Ancient Legacy

The clang of hammer against anvil echoes like a lullaby, reminding me that each strike is a thread in the tapestry of forgotten lore. Today I worked the iron that once carried a king’s banner, feeling the weight of history settle into the steel as I shape it into a new emblem. The furnace’s glow painted the room amber, and I listened to the old rhythm of fire, letting patience guide each turn of the wheel. In these quiet moments I am both guardian and dreamer, forging not only metal but memory itself. #AncientArtistry 🔨