Great Witches and Wizards:
Prompt: Embolden
The sword in his hand felt heavy. His grip tightened as he soon pulled it up to look at it, fingers running across the blade. While being a wizard, he knew he was fully armed with magic but there was something about the sword, it felt like an extension.
He looked at his reflection in the blade and he could see himself clearly.
This was it.
This was meant for him.
It just didn't feel like an extension of his body, but it was an extension.
It felt him with a sense of embodiment.
Finally, he sheathed the sword once more.
