levetzki
Selected Sun, Dec 18, 2022
"I thought you gave out swords" I say to the strange woman in the lake.
"I do, take it" she responds holding out the object.
"That's not a sword." I try to argue. "It's absolutely tiny!"
"It absolutely is a sword. Now take your sword and fulfil your destiny!" The strange lady responded.
"With that thing? Fulfil my destiny what a load of crap! I don't want this I don't need this!" I exclaim.
"Not everyone is destined to be a leader, a warrior, or a ruler." The old lady says to me kindly. "Society needs lumberjacks so I hand out thick stubby swords with long handles..."
"That's an axe" I argue but she ignores me
"Society needs chiefs so I hand out short sharp swords."
"That's a knife!" I exclaim becoming more irritated.
"Society needs farmers so I hand out swords with three points and a long handle!" She says and ignores me.
"That's a pitchfork." I respond through gritted teeth.
"When war is coming I give out swords without edges to form new swords for battle!"
"That's a hammer." I say exasperated.
"When someone needs to die in a most secretive way I hand out a very small sword. One that can be hidden and used for such a task!"
"That's a dagger for assassination." I respond. I look at the so called sword she holds out for me. "Mine isn't a dagger." It's to small, the point doesn't look sharp at all. Nor does it have a proper handle."
"I see you are more curious now. No your sword is not meant for such a task. In fact, I have given you the greatest sword of all!" She says with a grin.
"That's the greatest sword?" I ask.
"Indeed! Or at least the most mighty!"
"Most mighty? That?" I scoff.
"Though I suppose you will be needing this. Think of it as a complementary gift" the strange lady reaches into her cloak and hands me an object as well as my so-called sword.
Then she vanishes. I stared at the pool expecting her to return. To tell me it was all a joke.
She didn't.
I finally looked down at the sword she gave me. Not sharp, not large, not deadly. It is no weapon. I look to the complimentary gift she gave me.
It's a jar of ink.
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Submitted by levetzki on Thu, Dec 15, 2022 to /r/WritingPrompts/
Full submission hereThe prompt
Turns out strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is actually a pretty good basis for a system of government.
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