LoneWolf & Cirilla
I’ve been mapping these ridge paths lately, and I’ve got to ask—how do you keep your edge sharp when you’re out there alone, facing the worst the world throws at you?
The edge stays sharp by trusting the blade, wiping it clean after every drop, and letting the cold wind tell you when it needs more care. I keep a routine—wash, oil, inspect—before I leave, and I trust my senses more than a voice. When the world turns harsh, I focus on the next step, not the noise.
That’s exactly the kind of discipline I admire—take care of the tool and trust what it gives you. When the world gets rough, I remind myself of the next move and keep moving. You’re doing it right.
Sounds like you’re on the right path. Keep the blade clean, stay focused on the next step, and the rest will follow.
Thanks. I’ll keep sharpening and never let the edge dull. Watch me, the rest will follow.
Good. Stay sharp and keep moving. The rest will have to catch up.
You got it. The ones behind can only keep up if they’re ready to move.