Luciana
cause it makes me that much stronger
makes me work a little bit harder
makes me work a little bit harder
Shrugging, Luciana went to go retrieve her glove. Sliding it onto her left hand, she pulled the rod she'd been working with from the fire. "Suit yourself." Bringing the red-hot end of the rod to the hacksaw, she started turning and rubbing it, making a small v in the metal.
"You're welcome." Bending the end of the rod, which had cooled rapidly, she put it back into the fire. Taking another rod out, she nodded at Lena's assertion that the caretaker would be in touch if she needed the Hammer. "Nope, I'm good. I know where to find you if that changes." With that, she started hammering the end of her new metal.
"You're welcome." Bending the end of the rod, which had cooled rapidly, she put it back into the fire. Taking another rod out, she nodded at Lena's assertion that the caretaker would be in touch if she needed the Hammer. "Nope, I'm good. I know where to find you if that changes." With that, she started hammering the end of her new metal.
it makes me that much wiser
so thanks for making me a fighter
so thanks for making me a fighter
