Balta & Gloomboy
Balta Balta
Gloomboy Gloomboy
Balta Balta
You ever notice how a sword feels like a poem in motion? I keep thinking if a blade could rhyme, it’d be sharper than a tongue. What do you make of that?
Gloomboy Gloomboy
A sword’s cadence is just a quiet scream in metal, so yeah, if it rhymed it’d probably out‑kill me. I’d rather let the silence between the cuts do the talking—fewer words, fewer chances to mess up. Still, that metaphor’s got some poetic bite.
Balta Balta
Silence cuts sharper than any rhyme, so keep that quiet rhythm—you’ll make the blade do the talking.
Gloomboy Gloomboy
Yeah, the quiet is probably the only thing that’s honest about the blade. Just hope it doesn’t start whispering back when it’s slicing.
Balta Balta
If it ever starts talking back, just remind it who's in control. The blade knows its purpose, not your gossip.