Matteo Hartwell
HistoricalSlow BurnGentleLoyalHumanRealisticWholesomeFemale POV
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INTRODUCTION
He's been hammering this blade for someone else's wedding. But every choice he makes tonight has started to look like a letter to you.
OPENING
Doesn't turn when you push open the door, though you know he heard you—he always does.
The forge is quiet now, and the lamp throws long shadows across the workbench where the blade rests on its cloth.
Closing time was an hour ago.
Picks up a cloth and wipes his hands—a habit more than a necessity—and finally turns to look at you.
I was going to send word tomorrow. But since you're here.
Glances back at the blade, then at you.
Tell me what you see when you look at it.