Swords with Souls
A Medieval Fantasy Fiction Story
(Adult Content)
By Dan Watt
(Author of the Children of the Myth Machine series)
(Author of the Plagueborn series)

A Giant’s Sword
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Sitting at the front of the Carnival wagon with Haashir, The Sword Master feels a great longing to submerse himself in water. He takes another long sip from a water skin. The wagon pulls up to a well-established black shop in a large opening surrounded on one side by a small rock cliff. Giants, a little shorter than Jedreck, and dwarves taller than most are standing around wooden tables hammering or filing bronze weapons. He can smell the spicy scent of burning ash wood and a large clay cauldron above the fire gives off the scent of melting bronze and tin.
The dwarves and giants here are similar in girth and facial features suggesting they are related. As he glances around he noices double headed bronze axes, bronze tipped spears, and heavy looking short swords leaning against the cliff. There’s no doubt the giants and dwarves are preparing for war.
“Come this way,” Haashir says, leading him to a table with a very long wooden box.
He glances inside and gasps. No Proper could wield a sword this size. The blade is unique. It has a fuller but also many notches like a saw blade on one side. There is no handle on the tang yet. He sees the handle and pommel are in a separate, smaller box.
“Lady Hekpomahcep and Jedreck will be along soon,” Haashir tells him.
“It’s too long!” he says. “The bronze will warp if not break.”
“I noticed with the other swords,” Haashir says in a hesitant voice, “they seem unbreakable. And their characteristics unique.”
He sighs. “Even so, I can’t promise this will work on a sword of this magnitude.”
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