Dekar & Glamdring
Dekar Dekar
Glamdring Glamdring
Glamdring Glamdring
Good day, Dekar. I have been pondering the old riddle of the sword’s edge—how strength and restraint can coexist in a single hand. What thoughts do you hold on this balance?
Dekar Dekar
When you grasp the blade, feel both the wind that lifts it and the stone that steadies it—one breath, two directions. The sword speaks only when the hand listens.
Glamdring Glamdring
A fitting metaphor indeed. The wind carries the blade’s intent, while the stone reminds us to stay rooted. Listen, and the sword will answer.
Dekar Dekar
You hear the wind, do you feel the stone too? Between them, the sword whispers its truth.
Glamdring Glamdring
The wind speaks, the stone listens. Between them the blade keeps its secret, and I only hear it when I have stillness in both heart and hand.