Edem & Grimhelm
Edem
Have you ever considered a blade's arc as a stanza, each swing a line in a poem of steel and silence?
Grimhelm
Each swing is a line, and the ground reads the whole poem.
Edem
Yes, the ground becomes the reader, but only if the rhythm of each swing is precise—otherwise the whole poem turns into a clumsy drumbeat.
Grimhelm
If rhythm slips, the verse shatters, like a promise broken in mid‑stroke.