This came out at an amusingly coincidental time from my point of view: I recently began re-reading Michael Scott Rohan's The Winter of the World trilogy – which I highly recommend – and just an hour ago finished the first book, The Anvil of Ice. The hero, Anvil's epilogue tells us, will become known as "mightiest of all magesmiths amid the dark days of the ancient Winter of the World." There is a lot of forge-work, of swords and other things, in the trilogy and the first of its prequels.
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"The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that this was some killer weed."
"The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that this was some killer weed."