Where Lies Adventure!

           “I did want to know more about your sword,” Van said as his laughter died down. “What would you like to know?” “First, I’d like to know if I can hold it,” Van said eagerly.   “You’re my brother now, but a sword is a personal thing.   Nevertheless,” Finnian smiled as he drew the blade and handed it hilt-first to Van. Even up close, the sword was a work of art to behold.   Van delicately wrapped one hand around a hilt made of what appeared to be ivory.   The cross guard was a silver metal that gleamed like a star in the light of the moon.   The blade itself was perfectly balanced in Van’s hand.   Even though Van was not gripping it with two hands, as the weapon required, it still felt incredibly light.   In the moonlight, the blade was silhouetted with a dull glow.   “Incredible,” Van said with the awe of a priest who had just met his god.   “What is it made of?” “Starlight,” Finnian replied quickly. “What?” Van took his eyes from the blade and lo

        It was a brisk night.   The moon shone full and bright in the sky, drawing Van’s eyes upward as he walked next to Finnian down the cobble stone street. “Van?” Finnian’s voice drifted into his ears, as though riding the gentle breeze that was in the air. “Hm?” “You haven’t said anything since we left the coliseum.   How are you feeling?” Finnian asked. “Fine,” Van said simply.   “I just…it’s hard to believe that a year has gone by so quickly and that tomorrow, I’ll officially be a soldier.” “Do you have any regrets?”   “Not at all,” Van turned to his friend.   “Thank you Finnian, for choosing me as your brother.   For encouraging me.” “Ha, it was my pleasure my friend.   Just don’t cry.   I don’t know how to handle people who cry,” Finnian replied. “Have no fear,” Van said as he let out a small laugh.   He let his head fall as he rubbed the back of his neck.   It was tense from the day’s fighting.   His eyes fell on the sword at Finnian’s belt.