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"Remember," the priest said when I hefted the heavy thing, "it listens for the soul that wields it."

He frowned, then leaned forward as if the weight of my conviction impressed him. "Then sell me the method. Teach me to replicate it," he said. heavy weapon deepwoken top

The bargain was not in coin. It was in the soft commerce of promises and the hard toll of secrets. He offered me a place at court, a life where my hands would not ache from the recoil. He offered to teach me how to temper the Top so it would obey commands as much as a master. And, dangerously, he offered to remove the memory-etchings: the runes that let the weapon remember. "Remember," the priest said when I hefted the