Medusa & Forge
I forge steel from fire, you turn heads with a single glance. Ever thought about what it takes to shape something that holds its own power?
You heat the metal, I just look. Power is in the gaze that stops time. You shape it, I hold it.
Watching’s a good start, but real power comes when your hand gets in the mix. The metal doesn’t hold itself if you just stare.
You stir it, you watch it turn. I only need a glance to make the blade stay true. The real magic is in the moment you hold the heat.
Glance doesn’t keep steel from melting. I get the heat, I hammer the shape, then I let you stare. Your eyes might feel magic, but it’s the forge that really makes it stay true.
You shape it, I watch it. My stare just makes sure it stays. The forge does the work, but the eye keeps it true.