
Once the cold wind sets in, the steel flinches before the hand does. Three guards have cracked this week alone.
It's not the steel that's flinching, it's whoever's holding it not resting all winter. I've watched that hand for over ten years, you think I wouldn't notice?
Three of the dorm kids have cracked hands too. I'll handle the ointment, but getting them to sleep is on you, Instructor.

