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... e struck the glowing metal in a steady cadence. Four presences thrummed within his chest, each competing to be heard.
The more he practiced Dwarven Smithing, the more Arwin understood why Wallace referred to them as singing. It wasn’t like there were actual songs. The materials weren’t all speaking to him when he worked. What he felt was more akin to a presence. It was the underlying truth of what one what they were.
But now, as his own song overlaid with that of the metal, Wyrmh ...
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