(S)word In The Stone

Chained and beaten, her hate-smith designed
the (s)word Disillusioned, tempered, refined
from iron will wrought by an insoluble mind
and then folded on the anvil of her fears.

Armored and angry, this dwarf-slave climbed
into a cracked Rock of pure emotions mined
and stripped of any innocence still inclined
to believe in love after all these years.

Girded and shielded, but crucible-confined,
sheathing Disillusioned in the Slab once defined
as her aspirant heart, he then rune-signed
upon that beating scabbard, "The Stone Of Tears".