What would you do if you had to forge a blade that could hold the light of a star? I don't think I need to explain that it takes more than a wish and a dream to make something that holds a piece of the night. The metal has to be purer than the ordinary, the quenching precise, and the grain structure perfectly aligned. How do you feel about a chunk of iron that fell from the heavens? I can tell you that nothing on this planet has that kind of purity unless you go to the old mines in the north, but you might need more than a poetic notion to get there.