It was a beautifully made sword, perfectly balanced, both nimble and strong. And it was cursed. It would always cut its wielder, taste their blood, before it could be sheathed or put away.
Unless you knew the secret.
Unless you knew to say "Thank you" to it.
Few warriors did.
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Micro SF/F stories by O Westin