Standing before the forge, the steady glow reminds me of the vow I made to guard my kin. I feel the heat steady my breath, and the rhythm of hammer and anvil echoes the calm focus I trust in the face of flame. The sound of steel against steel becomes a hymn of honor, and I am humbled to keep it strong. Though I resist letting new paths bend my spirit, I find comfort in the constant rhythm of duty. Each strike reminds me that resilience is born from tradition. #forge #honor 🔨