I snorted. “Hell yea.”
I skipped over to the rack like a child; they were all so beautiful. I didn’t know how I would choose, but just then, one bow, in particular, stood out to me. It was black, with gold dusting embedded within the grain of the wood. On the one side of the bow, words were engraved into the wood. “Be true, be straight.” Oh, yea, this was the one; it spoke to me on multiple levels.
I turned to face him and held it up, still admiring the craftsmanship of the weapon. “This beauty right here.”
“Nice choice; that was Mom's favourite bow too.” He told me with a smile.
“Really? Well then, I chose wisely.” It gave me a sense of pleasure that I had unknowingly chosen the favoured bow of the previous Luna.
He nodded in agreement. “Come on; I want to introduce you to someone.”
