This is a poem about the Nailsmith. Enjoy.
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*Clang*…*Clang*
The hammer rings throughout the city.
The forge is but a single ember.
*Clang*…*Clang*
What was broken is restored.
The forge reignited with passion.
Money changes hands.
*Clang*…*Clang*
What was restored becomes strong.
The forge glows brightly.
The hammer drowns the waves below.
The palest of ore is needed.
*Clang*…*Clang*
What was strong grows stronger still.
The forge a tamed inferno.
The dream is almost realized.
The greatest weapon nearly formed.
*Clang*…*Clang*
What was stronger is now pure.
A purpose lost to perfection.
A final payment requested.
*Slash*…*Splash*
Silence fills the city.
The forge is cold and dead
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Well, I hope you liked it. (I feel I should mention that some of the lines/ideas were inspired by a youtuber named the Superforge in his video about the Nailsmith.) It's been a while since I've written anything so please leave a review or fav if you liked it and have a nice day.