Down and out, and out of luck, we're spinning but the needle's stuck
Blinking, she looked up. "Uh - no, not replace it. It was a magic ring, I wouldn't want him to trade it away for anything." Especially considering the heartfelt wish that had gone with the gift. "I was thinking just... another ring. No deeper meaning or anything! It's just... if he kept the first one, maybe he'll keep this one too." A touch of color began to creep up her cheeks, turning the tips of her ears pink.
Flustered, she returned to hammering away at the piece of silver; the hammer was beginning to feel better in her hand, and while she was no genius she was beginning to grasp how to make the metal move the way she wanted beneath the blows.
Flustered, she returned to hammering away at the piece of silver; the hammer was beginning to feel better in her hand, and while she was no genius she was beginning to grasp how to make the metal move the way she wanted beneath the blows.
Maea
