A sword pierces the blue sky, its tip unbroken. It stands long and tall, as the wind and snow cross a thousand mountains!
A blade, its grieving soul and bloody shadow vanish from sight. Ringing in its scabbard, the frosty edge reveals its magnificent glory!
A sword, three feet of blue steel chill the soul. Light suddenly rises, and a startled goose sweeps past in a blur of motion!
Chapter 41