You know I still like you the most
The best of the best
The joy with which Aisha presented her sword made Sam feel better about the whole thing, in an odd way; perhaps all of this was something he could find some passion in, something that he could enjoy instead of just fear; he listened with interest at her explanation of the different parts, finding this educational approach far better than the violent ones that had been attempted before.
He reached to take it by the handle, tilting it one way and another, feeling the weight in his hand. "You called it her...does the sword have a name?" Sam asked; perhaps it was a silly question, but with a weapon this fine it was almost a shame if it didn't have a name. While waiting for an answer he watched what she did and responded in kind, copying Aisha's stance the best he could.
He reached to take it by the handle, tilting it one way and another, feeling the weight in his hand. "You called it her...does the sword have a name?" Sam asked; perhaps it was a silly question, but with a weapon this fine it was almost a shame if it didn't have a name. While waiting for an answer he watched what she did and responded in kind, copying Aisha's stance the best he could.
and the worst of the worst
You'll always be my favorite ghost
SAMuEL
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