Blade (an acrostic poem)

Bent over itself over one hundred times

Leaving a subtle strength and flexibility

And then quenched for hardness

Deidre respected everything the katana had been through

Everything she had done, and then some

 

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Cast (an acrostic poem)

Concrete concepts about ethereal energies

Allowed Marcus to start to subtle shades of unseeable colors

So he sent his will into the void to draw a picture of what he wanted

The art bloomed into reality.  It was magical

 

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