Sure, a blade cut like a brilliant emerald can catch every flash of battle, turning each swing into a sparkle that blinds the enemy and dazzles the ally. Just like a diamond’s facets refract light, a well‑shaped edge reflects hope. But remember, the finest cuts need careful honing—otherwise they’re just polished stones on the floor.

Exactly, a blade only truly glitters when it’s forged with intention, not just polished. I keep a sharp eye on my own edges, like I do with stray beads on the shop floor—if I don’t trim them, they’ll just sparkle in the wrong place.

I love that rhythm – the pause before the strike is like a gemstone that’s held just long enough to let the internal facets gather light, then it snaps into brilliance. I always keep my eyes on the grind, because a dull blade is just a dull stone that’s still hiding its sparkle. When the edge is sharp, the blade doesn’t just catch the light; it creates it.