A hit of a pickaxe, and the rock in front of me split in two. And in its interior I discovered the most beautiful metal I had ever seen. Its colour is like silver. But I wasn't deceived, not for a single moment – this wasn't silver. This one is more radiant than gold and most beautiful gems; it shines like no other – it was as if a beacon shone in front of me in that moment. This metal looks like it captured the very light of the stars.
And when we started to work with it, we discovered it was even stronger than steel. A perfect metal.
Sometimes I watch items made of it... and while I forget to breathe, I have a feeling that I could observe its beauty for hours or even days, and that I would never grow tired of it. Elves, Men – they all want it. All kings crave it.
I love the tone of this- perfect.
Thank you so much!!! :)
This is such a beautifully imagined story, your descriptions are really visual and create the sense of awe in mountains. I really enjoyed the almost naive narrative viewpoint as well as perfect for a newly-awoken dwarf. Lovely writing.
awww, thank you so much, you put a big smile on my face. :)
p.s. the new chapter arriving right now... :)
p.p.s. i hope i'll have the time for your story later today. :)
Excellent beginning. I look forward to the next chapter.
Thank you so much!
Second chapter is coming soon :)