Witt's Twaddle

The Blacksmith

Posted in Everyday by Witt on January 26, 2010

Once upon a time, around the 16th century, lived a young blacksmith with enormous potential and full of innovative ideas. A perfectionist in his craft but has this weakness, he cannot get to their shop on time. The master blacksmith, though the master title doesn’t really suit him, and owner of the shop, depended heavily on the skilled young fellow. Even for a simple resharpening and rebuffing of an old sabre, he still enlists the help of the young apprentice. The master has become fully dependent on the young talent to the point where he takes in more jobs they obviously can not handle,  just to prove that his shop is the best there is. Sadly, when the job is done, he takes most of the credit.

One time, the king called upon the best blacksmiths in his kingdom. He wants to have a new sword for the upcoming jousting festivities. The young blacksmith was summoned to the detest of the master. The king have heard good things about the young talent. He said to the lad, “I want a sword that would reach the far ends of my kingdom.” The young blacksmith’s eyes lighted up like a Christmas tree. He was excited of this new challenge before him. He went to work as soon as possible.

Days and weeks have passed. The sword was finally finished. He unveiled his masterpiece before the king. As he unsheathed the mighty sword, the king was struck in complete awe. Never has he seen such a beautiful creation in his lifetime, he was euphoric. As a reward, the king bestowed upon the young blacksmith the finest anvil in all of his kingdom. Made from the foremost metals the world over. He shall also receive his own shop and apprentice. The gifts made the young lad proud. With these new tools, the future for this young talent is boundless.

11:05pm, 26 January 2010.

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