Chapter 69:the west is reborn

Some time after Harriet and I stopped talking I started to sing 

Ooo clank my papa lived out in the sticks clank he had a still where he made a liquid late at night clank this liquid he called moon shine clank it shined like water reflecting the moon one sit of this shine and you would go on an adventure and never have to leave the still clank but then some knight from a big city came and found my papa and his still clank well he burned my papa still to the ground but did my papa mind no sir clank he simply sat there with a huge grin on his face and waved as the knight left telling him to come again clank as he sat there on a bucket of the moon shine clank haha yall can come back again you hear clank 

Harriet simply listened to me singing as I worked she might not have understood most of my words or what they meant but she enjoyed my voice I may not have been the best singer she has ever heard but I didn't need to be people didn't have to be good at something to enjoy doing it I think many people forgotten this fact but no matter whether she enjoyed my singing or didn't it didn't matter to me either way as I hammered the steel sparks flow but these sparks was in the shape of runes every hit of my hammer more and more rune sparks flew and runes would appear on the item I was smithing on I glanced at Harriet who was staring at my work with wide glossed over eyes like she was in a trance I nodded thinking to my self good she is going through an awakening it would seem she will become a legendary rune scribe after all the biggest reason y most rune scribes stay at the epic rank is do to two reasons the first is most people think they know it all and they dont need to seak out those who are at a higher rank then them for advice they think they can advance with just the help of books and hard work well this is not internally wrong sense there have been thoses who have advanced through this process those people are few and far between most people just give up before they realise what they need to advance this brings me to the second reason most people learn and relay on books way to much they think just cuz there runes have gotten to the epic rank with help from books they thank reaching the legendary rank will be the same so they follow the same steps in the book almost word for word and when the rune destroys its self they are shocked and can't understand why that the rune failed so they keep trying and following the steps in the book again and again but the rune will fail every time most people just give up disheartened they make up reasons like maybe I ant worthy to be a legendary rune smith the same exact thing happens to new smiths who want to become a master smith they will follow the same steps that they have seen from either books or some and when they fail a few times and just give up when the answer to all of there problems is something so simple that almost no one realises and that thing is this stop trying to copy others and the stuff you read in books find your own away both rune scribing and smithing is a art one that takes much time to become the best your canvas is what ever your working on its up to the artist to make something beautiful on this canvas but instead of happy little clouds and trees its runes and shaping metal but that person has to find out this fact for them self if for example I told Harriet that she needed to make her own style of drawing runes she would never be able to reach the legendary rank no one knows the reason y this happens so that's y people try and say it in a roundabout away like I did and by the looks of it she was already on the cusp of understanding the truth but she got to see me work that was just a added benefit I chuckled putting down my hammer and quenched the barrel and I slowly walked over to the work table and placed down the last piece of the puzzle but I wasn't done since I am one of the few people who mix smithing with rune scribing sure it takes a bit longer but the finished product speaks for its self I sat down on a shadow chair that appeared under me as I picked up my pin and got to work and soon the morning sunlight started coming from under the door and Harriet woke up from her trance and I noticed her look around confused I chuckled good morning sleeping beauty so was your beauty sleep worth it Harriet head quickly turned to me but I didn't look up at her I was putting the finishing touches on the pistol but she could see my huge grin congratulations your a legendary rune scribe I said as I put the last rune on the barrel Harriet got off the boxes and walked next to me and she sank onto her knees and bowed as she said thank you so much Azmo I thought I was useless maybe I didn't have the skill or something I laughed no skill girl please you are no longer that little defenses girl that the knights hurt no your are a strong woman I had full faith in you and you didn't disappoint so here and I grabbed something from the table and held it out to her she slowly looked up at my hand and when I opened my hand and she seen what was in my out stretched hand tears started to form in hear eyes they was gold ear caps they looked very elven like with a mix of wolf ears I chuckled this is my gift from one scribe to another take them she slowly reached out and grabbed them as tears started to fall from her eyes she looked at these ear caps which would go over her cut off ears and make them look similar to what she had before that knight cut them off she slowly put them on before looking into my eyes saying thank you Azmo I have no words I chuckled turning to my work table and with skilled quick hands I put together my new friend as I did I spoke no need Harriet but promise me one thing if you can she nodded anything a huge fanged smile spread across my face as I spoke if someone comes along and tries to take your new family away from you I want you to kill them leave no survives for you are strong now so protect whats yours she stood up and I seen a dark smile spread across her face as she chuckled I think I could do that I chuckled good I then spun the chambers on my revolver as I spun it on my finger and then I cot it pulling the hammer bad and pulled the trigger it made a click noise I nodded looking the pistol over single action colt revolver my old friend Samuel colt haha perhaps we will meet again in the afterlife they say the gods made man but Samuel Colt made them equal hahaha time to revive the old west .